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WEATHERMAN

before declaring a major
he studied bomb making
with a beautiful girl
who wore tight bell-bottom jeans
and assured him she knew 
what she was doing.  SDS or 
Weatherman Underground
he never knew, but some time
near the end of the decade
she disappeared after informing
him he’d never get the knack
of handling explosives
with the respect
they deserved.
he went back to his structured
classes, studied meteorology
and became a local celebrity
by predicting exactly
which way the wind
would blow.
he liked to imagine
she’d be proud
of his skills in forecasting
unpredictable phenomenon.  
when he thinks
about  those college years,
the long-haired girl bent
over dynamite
in too tight jeans
instructing him 
in the proper use of fuses
(in too tight jeans),

he never once got it right.

Copyrighted
June 28, 2011
Jim Brewer

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