The Storm

One day the storm came around here,
      and we called it…
      rain.
And the rain fell
      hard and heavy.
And I thanked God
      that I had my safe haven
      with 4 wheels
      to traverse the road.
All around me is rain
      drenching,
      soaking,
      buckets
      of rain,
      wet,
      wet,
      wet,
      wetness,
      but not inside here.
Man, it’s nice and dry
      in here,
      and wet
      everywhere out there.
And I drove my safe haven
      through the rain
      back home,
      and we called it…
      a car.


-John Bauman