Laugh Attack

I attack the treacherous malady
with a persistent sense of humor.
A spirit I am bound to by need of faith
in its’ ability to keep the wild-eyed dogs at bay.

It's one of my best defenses.
One not quantifiable in lab tests.
I use it every day without fail
to seal the darkness at the borderlands of thought,
and laugh at the hapless incongruity of it all.

As far as I know, so far,
my particular infirmity will be
powerless against this defending knight
bent on the gift of laughter; for you, for me.