pretty
as a flower
in a chinese vase
had me all excited.
she showed me weather map
on the tv
the red map.
the yellow swirls.
the green circles.
the black arrows.
she showed me the barometer,
the wind
speed
the temperature.
the cold front moving in.
she talked about
winds
and rain, hail the size of
meat balls.
she even whispered
tornadoes.
then nothing happened.
there was no
climax.
just another pretty face
whistling
dixie.
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