Weather Change
It was so abrupt!
"It must have been lust," they say.
It was a whirlwind.
Obscurant, untamed
Spirit and human nature
With tornado strength
Willed inhibitions
As an announcer calls out
Colors in Twister.
Suddenly! It stopped.
We fell upon each other.
Butterfly effect...
A season of love
Caused a season of hatred.
The funnel cloud left.
Remains of the day
Accounted during clean up
Made crumbs of crullers.
It was too abrupt!
"It must be lust," they all say,
To yield to the wind.
Copyright © Leon Stacey | Year Posted 2008
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