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I bring hurricanes
Catastrophic winds
poverty underwater
a life left behind
left him behind, too
name them after people:
Harvey, Irma, Florence
Hurricane
you left me lying there
on the hardwood floor
silent vaulted ceilings
a bottle of pills
two
three
a creature’s soft fur
innocent eyes
(I breathe for him)
Hurricane
the devil on your lips
God’s lies in your heart
Hurricane
I love, I love, I love
Hurricane
(I hurt him with a killer’s malice)
(You should’ve seen it)
Hurricane
and you won’t come to my door
and you spit with righteous indignation
hurricanes of empty apologies
Fourteen hours on the road
look, there
Knoxville
(We have no time to stop)
and he told me
of all the boys who loved him
that he will never love
fourteen hours on the road
he wouldn’t share my bed
my tears, a repellent
my pain is folly
(Will I ever see you again?)
(Probably not. Well. Good luck.)
Hurricane
tension in my jaw
tightening of blood vessels
I am
d i s s a s s o c i a t i n g
Hurricane
I love, I love, I love
(and I hate)
One bottle of pills
just the one
my tears are 83-foot waves
they are
torrential winds
flash floods spilling over your doorstep
I bring destruction
but I
I will not be destroyed
There are hurricanes in you
my curs-ed god-child
tell me
how the devil brings you storms
(and I will laugh at you)
Next one’s the big one
I can taste it on my tongue.