Laughter

Roiling, rumbling, tumbling
preparing to eject.
Tremors, quaking, lifting
ready to evict.

Arms stretch, wrap around
holding back the gush.
Incapable of being contained,
bursts out unsusrpressed.

Side splitting laughter
thunders from my gut.
The booming sound of thunder
as my belly laugh erupts.

Incapable of controlling
I let the laughter flow.
Healthy healing laughter.
Let the good times roll.

Poem copyright protected, and the property of Victoria Feathers, and not to be used without permission.

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