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laughter is expired air /
a spittle phlegm bit /
wasting breath on points /
that should rather be stabbed /
left to distract oneself /
the petals curdle /
fold up into the ribcage /
humour is bone grinding bone /
only a flash of teeth /
releasing distant space /
such blackhole /
born as an infinite chuckle