on my phone.
that screeching wail not unlike
the early sixties
when the sirens would blare
before the russians
dropped their A bombs
on us all.
i know now when winds
will come, the rain,
the hail. lightning.
i know when the flash floods
will arrive.
i appreciate the phone warning,
and wish i had had one
when someone dangerous
and evil
was about to enter my life.
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