I should reread that play
and try to puzzle out
why it's built that way
and what it was about.
There was no planning staff,
no schedule to decrypt.
But if it made me laugh,
I kept it in the script.
That only half explains,
since what makes something funny
frequently remains
the bee sting in the honey.
And in our human fashion,
some deeply buried thorn
of agonizing passion...
as humor is reborn.
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