#363 wet luggage

i laughed the day they pulled her body from the flattened truck

and before the laugh turned to tears

guilt filled me from hair follicle to dark toenail

her body was sitting somewhere to be prepared for viewing

and i was laughing

rushing, hitchhiking to see her corpse

my luggage in the bed of a new pick-up

and the owner stopped to auto-wash his pride and joy

my brain was off and when it turned on

oh sh*t

i jump out to rescue my luggage

that's when the laughter overtook me

the soaking camouflaged my tears

i re-entered the truck

and my ride laughed

and so i laughed

and so guilt took up residence in my body

for years

now i see there is laughter in slaughter

there must be

Happiness fights everyday in this world

formidable opponents

Guilt, Jealousy, Overambition

and Laughter helps her

by hiding in slaughter