LAUGHING

One morning at nine past five,

a funny memory came to him

in his apartment on Main Street,

and he suddenly laughed out loud.

It led him to wonder

how many people across the earth

were also laughing

at that precise moment.

Could it maybe be millions?

And could that be true

of almost any moment?

When he’s making his morning coffee,

are millions of people

powerless to stop laughing?

When he’s taking his to-do list

so seriously, are millions

laughing because at that moment

life seems as light as the sunlight

that’s landing on his lawn

just then at nineteen past five?