Laughter Poem by Harold Pinter

Laughter

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Laughter dies out but is never dead
Laughter lies out the back of its head
Laughter laughs at what is never said
It trills and squeals and swills in your head
It trills and squeals in the heads of the dead
And so all the lies remain laughingly spread
Sucked in by the laughter of the severed head
Sucked in by the mouths of the laughing dead.

Tuesday, December 29, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: laughter
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
M Asim Nehal 04 October 2016

What a wonderful poem, Nicely written.

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