tossed,
scattered in the gales,
arms flapping and body spinning over
and over
and over
into a tree
stripped bare,
naked fingers pointing heavenward
he fumbles for a moment in the branches
before breaking free and plummeting to the ground
rain,
cold. piercing. personal.
slapping the body over
and over
and over
his eyes watch the clouds gyrate,
hefting automobiles and crushing houses,
sending them all hellward
he cries as a photo of his daughter dances above,
and sees her for a second before its whisked away
silence,
louder than the storm,
pulse throbbing over
and over
and o v e r
a n d o v e r
a n d o v e r
its rhythm a lullaby
scattered in the gales,
arms flapping and body spinning over
and over
and over
into a tree
stripped bare,
naked fingers pointing heavenward
he fumbles for a moment in the branches
before breaking free and plummeting to the ground
rain,
cold. piercing. personal.
slapping the body over
and over
and over
his eyes watch the clouds gyrate,
hefting automobiles and crushing houses,
sending them all hellward
he cries as a photo of his daughter dances above,
and sees her for a second before its whisked away
silence,
louder than the storm,
pulse throbbing over
and over
and o v e r
a n d o v e r
a n d o v e r
its rhythm a lullaby
he sleeps. he dies. he’s buried. he’s found,
barely breathing and busted up, but alive.
barely breathing and busted up, but alive.
astonished,
his daughter’s eyes,
and she hugs and kisses him over
and over
and over
professing her love,
as does his wife,
beautiful as the morning sun
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It's tornado season. After seeing the devastating pictures of Joplin, I thought it prudent to create something with a shiny side to it. To all the Joplin tornado victims, as well as others, know that I'm praying for you.
