for Julia
LOL LORD, thou art hilarious
Just as thoughts assault like woodpeckers on wood,
Thou jolt me with an overdose of good
Laughter—a man wrestling with his cheese before us,
When out of the fondue fountain it rises
And threatens to slap his face where he stood,
Just when I vow to quit writing for good,
Thou shock me out of being delirious.
How could it be that thou put me in my friends’
Mind at the right place, at sundry times,
When I think my world is caving to its end,
My friends find something funny and hit send
Like a bird calling from afar, my phone chimes.
Lord, thank you for my friends who comprehend.