something about your contagious chortle
tosses me into a black hole portal,
to a time when i used to smile
and my language wasn’t so vile.
when i used to laugh and love
without the necessity of a drug.
when i didn’t hurt so much
and i wasn’t such a lush.
you were a blip on my journey;
and since i’ve finally flatlined,
won’t you please join me on the gurney?