Thunderstorms Expected

Thunderstorms Expected

Unplug
the delicate things

Leave your hardiness
intact

Stand out in the yard
and brave the ozone

It’s coming for you
at any rate

filtering through the
window screen

or pounding the roof
in the form of hail

Hail

they describe it
in units of money
we don’t much care about

dime- or quarter-

or in expendable
sporting increments

golf-ball-sized
soft-ball-sized

When they get to bowling-ball-
medicine-ball-
wrecking-ball-sized
I expect I’ll pay attention

But for now

it’s enough to read the
Special Weather Statement
which advises me that
“significant weather”
is coming

As if
my crawling scalp
hadn’t sensed that

As if
my livening nostrils
somehow forgot
the smell of
far-off
coming-now
right-here
rain

As if
my rumble-filled ears
could ignore
their own
vibration

As If.

I want to stop
expecting “weather”

I want to cease
planning
for its arrival
or hoping
for its
departure

I want to just sit
before the open window
and sniff the wind
as the cat does

hide under the bed
only
only
when the mighty sky above me
finally
finally
demands it

Or

if I must know
it is coming
at least let me play
the rotund mother-to-be
who cannot restrain her shouts
or hold her pee

because
she is expecting
thunderstorms

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2 Responses to Thunderstorms Expected

  1. Laura Rosales says:

    really, really enjoyed this one.. the description of hail in it’s various sizes. Loved the wrecking ball segment.

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