Carol Bowen-Davis Poet Free verse

Keep Em Laughing

I thought it was you.
I was startled by the tangerine glow that beamed so brilliantly 
through the bedroom window 
on the eastside of my house.
That's probably not a good place
for a window.
Especially if I want to sleep in;

but you are a restless comedian,
who thinks little of my rest. 
You only want to make me laugh.
Continuously. And hysterically.
Like the late night comics
who fear that the memory of them 
will fade at dawn.

They must linger...

Now, here you are.
I remember all of the funnies
that you told me.

So now, go ---
to the Westside,
where they are waiting for you
to amuse them.
And I will rise
and prepare to pass
on your silly stories, to whomever 
will listen.

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