monday, april 19

yesterday the wind came into town and
filled the air with dust and the debris of
trashcans overturned, their contents exploding
into flight

it seemed all at once ridiculous, out of proportion
and yet totally normal, the background noise of a life
i'm only half aware of moving in

it came with the first tornado watch of the season,
the deep-shaded greens and grays you only see during
storm times.

tags: topics/poem

p1k3 / 2004 / 4 / 19