So here’s a picture of my cat instead.
what rough beast
is the wind? crashing like a tidal wave through
pine forests, snapping ancient trunks in half
like twigs, throwing roofs from houses and
crushing branches down on cars, smashing
windows, drilling rain into nooks and crannies
to tumble walls around us, whirling together
into fingers of destruction, plowing rows of
mobile homes into needle kindling as if
dispatching a field of dandelions into clouds
of seed. elemental roar, angry air, fuel for fire,
water bringer and water denier, celestial broom,
invisible fist. primal, inhuman, unstoppable.
