when the clouds take the shape of pangea

6 Nov

i like the way nature dresses in drag
transforming the same rag into 7 day symphony;
as an aggressive gust that seizes my attention
or a soft breeze slithering up my pant leg.
did that just happen?
even a tornado’s mangled lawn furniture is a day after sculpture,
a drunk wine bottle brawl-rose pedals bleeding on a white wall.

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