Laughter

I laugh
and I feel that gentle vibration
rise up inside of me and expand
to resonate throughout our universe.
I'm hearty and heavy
as I feel
those minnows swimming up my bloodstream,
riding each surging wave of ebullience;
a potent injection of fresh morning dew and corn syrup
into my veins,
spreading this happy ailment
from which we all gladly suffer.

All people speak
such unknowable language.
Some will laugh at the dog
    playing in the spray of a fire hydrant.
Some may laugh at the woeful fall of mankind.
But I know that
laughter is never more tangible than it is
in that little fart bubble I've just created
in my bathtub.