you're disappointed
in the high winds.
they weren't so high
after all.
the flash flooding
was minor. some big
puddles here and there,
but for the most
part, it was nothing.
the power never went
out, never even
flickered.
the weather man got
it wrong despite
the hysteria he set
in motion with his
maps and Doppler radar
and standing on
the roof of the weather
station, holding
onto to his hat,
pointing in the direction
of storm clouds.
so now you wonder
what to do with all
of this food you bought,
the drinks, the mixers
and chips,
a case of ring ding
juniors and a gallon
of milk,
the batteries and candles.
maybe tomorrow,
things could get worse.
there's always hope.
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