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December 9, 2002

rampage
feight train wind dusky rain
holding hostage
trees cavorting in the wind
trees holding court

trees on a binge
trees with the wind at their backs
wind roaring through the trees
with not so much as an if you please

which we didn't so many are the ways we are small

scared pumped humped jumped crumped dumped speaking the language of tornadoes and earthquakes standing in the doorjambs eyeing the table the cats under the bed

knowing nothing and everything rain and wind blowing us off

used up a months worth of adrenalin in the middle of the damnnight