Katrina

She came in with a whirlwind of volcab…
Made moms mad … flirting with the thoughts of sweeping away baby daddy’s …
Her notes rang …hi bluffs from swaying trees …
As she rattled the leaves … exhaled to scatter the seas … over the embankments … with no music she spoke to the rhythm of the train … clicks …and clacks … as we made our way up the tracks …

Notes Rolled and swayed … with motion of the moving train …to mix the cologne sprayed ...with the fruity lotions spread …over arms and legs … to sweetly intoxicate … the situation … as the water rush to fill the cabin … when the bridge gave way … to water of the lake …..

Down in the delta.