Bad Joke

There come days when

I could just throw it all;

every word

every metaphor and revelation

every breath that lights the flare of discourse,

the one that blinds the hours of sleep and silence,

I could wrap it up in a curse

and lob it to space.

Yes there come days when

people can be such bad jokes

And yes there come days when

I can be people

suddenly standing alone

as the most serious joke of all.