i call it laughable, the
rolling thunder and
cracks of lightning
bouncing through my ears
hitting my eardrums
delicately
and then the pins and needles
drop
drop
to the floor, and there's a cacophony
of sound
little plips and pings against
a hardwood floor

but why must i call it laughable?
there is nothing laughable
about the sound of crying rain
or the sound of laughing
evil

but i do. i do, i must, i will,
because if i do not call it laughable,
it would become that which it is:
terrifying

(I do not know why I am afraid
of the things I can barely comprehend
but I am)

so i call it laughable
to bring on peace
to save the world
and my head
from the sounds i hear
everyday