Wasteland

Why’s it so hard 
to find someone who 
can laugh are we 
all that hopelessly miserable 
that we can’t muster 
a single laugh about 
the folly of life 
has our current culture 
ground what little humor
was left into a
sharpened knife’s edge meant 
to eviscerate what tidbit 
of humanity that remains 
humor is the result 
of commonality of shared 
experiences of similar chagrin 
have we become so 
angry as to not 
even laugh at ourselves 
this is the wasteland