Driving In the Rain

My car is really a boat. I've tightened down the main mast, And I'm swabbing the deck, Staring at the plank, Contemplating who to push. In dreams, boats symbolize the body As water does for life. If my body carries a soul And my boat skims across the water, Shoving puddles aside and soaking Nearby walkers, I MUST LAUGH Or I will falter and sink Into the muck Like those who have not earned their right To drive. Please Do not bury me among the pompous Ocean of faces, Just because I laugh At everything. I remember walking among the sprayed Sidewalks of Mastic Beach, Laughing at myself As no one was there To laugh at me, And since I know How to laugh at myself, I think I have earned the right To laugh at you! And if God can have a dark sense Of humor, Then so can I. : )