Hurricane

Cars break down.

Flowers die.

Lightning strikes.

Babies scream.

Another headache.

Jesus feels sick.

Bones break.

Airplanes crash.

People kill people.

Dogs fight cats.

Cats kill mice.

The stars explode.

“I don’t feel well,” he exclaimed.

‘I don’t feel well at all.”

He closed his eyes

for eternity.

Cars break down.

Hearts stop ticking.

Thunder booms.

I’ve a hurricane in my head.

Copyright Tim D.

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