LAUGHING MATTER Fuguing around jars some bottled laughter from some. Groans from others groan up not knowing. When a door is not a door. Groan tall as that groan man you can't bear to see cry. Though you would like to. Groan for obvious reasons. Armed       with would nots       no bare can sink its teeth             or slip a would in edgewise. Honey. The games we played as kids way baaa-ck       before the would had groan flesh. 'Horny as a goat' was simply woods to be disentangled       just as an 'ass-hole' became a place to bury a dead donkey. 'Penis' was someone who played piano.       'Vagina' was a city in Saskatchewan.             'Getting laid' was something an egg did. Laughing our fool heads off. One girl split a gut. A brother died of it. Laughter. Nothing so serious as this, saying: This is no joke. This is 'the bare shit in the woulds.'