It took a while for me to understand what lies behind loud guffaws.
The derision of a psychopath, concealed pain of a loser, camaraderie between bumchums, drunk merriment and playing up to expectations.
In the process of analysing laughter, I have forgotten how to smile.
naked vision stings
as tears trickle down
I reach for my glasses
Give me back unseeing eyes
I wish to smile again