Mirage 2016 BLOWN AWAY
Pamela Blunt
Today was the wind’s birthday. It took a deep breath, and it blew hard. It blew out all the lights. It blew out all the computers. It blew out all the cash registers, refrigerators, traffic lights, and ipods. It blew out city block after city block of commerce. 45
I hope it made a wish. And me, I was running on empty. I thought I could just search a little farther for fuel. But like I said, I was running on empty, And the wind, It had blown out all the gas pumps too. So the wind rocked us, Gusting across our steely transports As we were on our way, Thinking our busy, important thoughts And taking it all for granted. It took just a few gusts of wind To bring us to our knees, Put us in our place, Show us just who was boss— Not us— Just how insignificant and fragile Our complicated world is To the wild currents that whirl around the earth.
