'A new theory of comedy'

"Another spring, 
late afternoon and driving back from Boston
just past the woods
where tree frogs were mating and chirping, neither sad nor glad, 
a new theory of comedy
flew out of the blue, inaudibly making its way
through a sonic boom
and the routine blare of the car radio's everyday
box score of doom.''

-- Edwin Honig, from "Spring Two, #12''