Category Archives: Poetry

i delight in silliness

I delight in silliness. Silliness is the breath of life, the peanut butter between the slices, the sunshine during rain, the faded pictures pinned to a wall, the bag that holds the chips, the car on cinder blocks adorning a front lawn, the open window, the unlocked door, the Beatles album called the Liverpool Oratorio, the one wheeled bicycle, the bottle containing the edges of beer, the bubbles in the pipe…. I love them all.

[posted in response to a troll who took my joke about the Liverpool Oratorio seriously]