The weather promises to change
from man to animal.
Today’s forecast is absence,
with a chance of longing.
In the east, flying horses
and a scattering of flowers.
From the west, incursions,
black ice, barbarous hordes.
The weather changes its mind,
abandons its principles,
is forced to choose between
darkness and light.
They’re predicting tons
of tons and long cold showers.
They say it might break,
but we’re in for a hard spell.
Today’s weather is being
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put their names around.
Listener, the sea is rising
up out of its empty shell.
For all its talk of courage,
the wind is turning.
