Funny Thing

If I had to give myself a name,
it would be laughter.
That is what I do. 
I find things funny - or at least ironic.
And then, I crack up. 
Everything can be turned on its head
at least a couple of times, shaking
the flakes in the snow globe. 
Go ahead. Make the water swirl
and the little houses disappear in storm.
Then go for the gusto and laugh, 
because playing God is odd and we so
very rarely get the chance to do it
responsibly, in a way that says,
"It's okay to enjoy the chaos."
Laughter. It's the reason a friend of mine
became my friend, he says.
"I heard you laughing across the room,
and I knew I had to meet you."
There is no finer compliment.
There is no finer friendship.
Wrap your loved ones in arms of laughter,
and you've done something extraordinary.
I sure do miss my friend. 

For Jorge DeVillasante, circa 2018