It fills me...
...first my chest...
....as a small speck...
....then it grows ever larger...
.....growing...
........growing.........
..............growing...........
until I can't withstand
this any longer
and I must let
out this
LAUGH
that is about to
burst forth
from my smiling
yet tightly
clenched lips.
Ever had that feeling that you wanna laugh but your unable to because it is probably an inappropriate moment? yeah........that is soooooooo me!
...first my chest...
....as a small speck...
....then it grows ever larger...
.....growing...
........growing.........
..............growing...........
until I can't withstand
this any longer
and I must let
out this
LAUGH
that is about to
burst forth
from my smiling
yet tightly
clenched lips.
Ever had that feeling that you wanna laugh but your unable to because it is probably an inappropriate moment? yeah........that is soooooooo me!
I liked how you had the stanzas growing outwards, so that it symbolized the laugh growing inside the narrator as well. The lines near the end seem a little choppy, but that might just be me because I'm more a fan of the rhythmic run of the mill types of poems. I'm poorly versed in poetic culture, I know, but that's just my opinion.
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