the deluge

she is the
one you never
see coming.

not until it’s
too late,
that is.

watch out for her.
she will wreck a
with a
lay waste to a city
in a heartbeat.

and she won’t
think twice before
she does.

she sweeps through
the world.
it is no more than
a playground to her.

she dances in the
street, careless and
wild and
(none will challenge

watch her hair
tangle in the
air, a Gordian
knot of nature’s making.

watch her twirl,
wildness in her
unrepentant and
casually destructive.

she is a
and you
look away.

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