someone laughing 

i fed you with a tablespoon
from the bowl of rainbow sprinkles
because we were hungry & that 
was the only thing left in the house.
the crush of their shells
in your teeth; their colorful
exoskeletons gone to sugar powder.
i watched the mashing
the way your chewing made a mess
of the colors, 
is there a word for what happens
when you blend together
every color? a collapse of rainbow;
a significant
greenish brown. a stain glaring
down the middle of your tongue.
& the sprinkles scurried,
insects only hatched 
when someone somewhere 
laughs so hard that they cry.
i want to make you laugh
so hard that you cry
so i clink the spoon 
against my teeth,
keys of xylophone,
they play & you recognize
the song. you ask if i 
want any sprinkles 
if i want a turn eating 
& i tell you no that
i want to feed you sprinkles 
sunup sunset until your 
teeth also turn to insects
each a new color not found yet 
like butterfly sight
& your scared because i ask
so much of you &
i'm raising the spoon
& the sprinkles are crawling
all up my arm, won't stay still,
want to crawl all over us
& you ask if someone is laughing.
i say yes there is always
someone laughing.
you ask is it me?
& i'm not sure if you are.
i look again at your teeth,
each becoming a thick colorful beetle
& crawling out of your head.
you know how you never mean
for things to really happen?
that's how i feel, i feel
like i didn't mean to do this
i just wanted to know 
what would happen. 
i put the spoon in your hand.
there's still a few sprinkles 
in the bowl.
i say feed me, go ahead you 
can feed me now.
you shake your head 
& pull the bowl closer
to your chest. no teeth left,
you smile 
like a sliced peach
saying, 
these are mine.