The Thrill of Livin

Driving to work,
listening to 24/7 comedy radio
hoping to bust my gut
in a crippling fit of laughter
or at least
reveal a dimple
from a half-hearted smile.

instead, I realize
how much I hate Joan Rivers.

I change the station,
pull over
and write this poem,
listen to Jack & Diane.

and the sun comes out from behind my cloud.

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