we live in never never erin-land
where no. 10 does not exist
because there are no numbers
and no a-b-c's in laughter land
one is just a road marker
your laugher can't be measured
and counted like this years
pumpkin frost
your laughter flows like
earthgirl dreams
counting laughter is
like juggling mercury with lead shoes
the magic will only make you giddy
giving your laughter a count
is like saying the chameleon
is less a chameleon when it turns red
and when your laughter flows
it is just your laughter
to hold onto as the raft zips
along a rapid current