I’m in hysterics,
rolling in fits of laughter.
My gut is sucked in, ribs out,shaking.
My tears are streaming and I couldn’t be happier.
I’m beading and playing Imogen Heap,
a live performance.
The sun is trapped behind clouds
and it’s pouring outside.
I’m rolling in fits of laughter
as I spot an avocado shaped bead.
I record this event.
Tears are streaming from my eyes,
I take my camera out and hit record.
My gut is sucked in and I’m bright red,
laughing in hysterics, looking disturbed.
I couldn’t be happier.
This is a much needed Sunday,
making bracelets and feeling at ease,
not planning or worrying about the time.
Father time had me on marionette strings,
all week, dancing me over ticking time bombs.
My feet are so tired.
This bliss of not planning, no timing,
and hysteric laughter over stupid things,
is exactly what I needed.
I post this video clip
and hope above all else,
another can be brought to laughing.
It’s what we all need
on a rainy, cold Sunday…
Dawning Creations 