Staredown

I watch the weatherman line up like an army.
It's so red that it's black on the radar screen.
I Only know what my eyes are telling me.
I don’t hear what the birds say.
I just see them flying away
With my pride, out the window
From a sick black cloud coming on like a train.

It’s cutting loose on the trees and on the phone poles.
No more juice from the circuit to the socket hole.
Hunkered down in the crawl space hoping that
What happened to the coast
Won’t repeat itself here.
The fear is like a window
That’s been locked but it got knocked out just the same.

Stare down the eye of the storm blowing inside
The heart pumps a cyclone up through the blood.
I won’t let go of you

I’m stuck like clock a like without power
Going hungry, the milk has turned sour
Cuz’ the fridge lacks the will to continue.
I imagined it would last.
You can’t copy write the past
Without turning it to ash.
Stacks of snapshots faded and cracked in the flood.

Stare down the eye of the storm blowing inside
The heart pumps a cyclone up through the blood.
I won’t let go of you