A Way To Laugh Like Children, Maybe Infants Poem by Julia Luber

WE are Adults. Who have found a way to laugh like children.
Perhaps even younger, like newborns: giggling, cooing.
Charmed by something about life with no rules and regulations.
Ecstatically consuming each other, an aestheticized cannibalism:
of feelings, beliefs, loves, attentions, perceptions, passions, persuasions.
All things that make our hearts sing.
We are poets, thankful that there are clouds to have our heads all up and in on.