One For M Poem by Thomas Case

Sometimes the laughter between
us could heal a leper.
He would say, 'Dear God, my nose is falling
off, but these two motherfuckers are funny.'
Jesus would say with a grin and a snicker,
'Go in peace my son, you are healed.'

I loved laughing with you Mare.
I felt like a kid that just watched
a five year old accidentally hit his dad in the
nuts with a plastic bat.

When you would get really hysterical,
you‘d make these strange snorting sounds
with your nose.Our eyes watered like faucets.
I'm crying too now Mare—but not
from sorrow.My tears are from sheer joy at
our comedic silly days in the sun together.
I hope you're laughing too.