they don't know,
these weather men
weather women.
half wrong, half right.
telling you
what the next day
will bring.
pointing at radar
and charts,
the numbers in a windowless
room.
but you listen.
you pack your picnic
lunch for tomorrow,
knowing better,
but leaving
an umbrella behind.
Thursday, March 10, 2016
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