You just don’t laugh the same way…

Before you knew anything but

thought you knew it all

when the future was measured

with frenzy, not a clock or calendar

because immortality was your birthright

and energy was meant to be spent, not saved,

you had a child but lost her

or never had her at all and everything

and nothing changed forever;


it’s as if that switch was flipped

from stupid, uncontrolled,

reason-less and ordinary laughter

to a difficulty breathing for no and

every reason took hold and the fight

between youth and its ignorance was dazed

and confused by something beyond

your control that bothered you

and everything you did while

everyone else just kept on unchanged

and they felt compelled to tell you

You just don’t laugh the same.