silence fell hard,
unexpected spring frost
burning all the new to black mush.
birthed from melt miles
upstream, followed flash flood
water wall bulldozer. Dead flat
number three hid
beneath the tornado
rubble wall, not even birds sang
mist crept in, grey
velvet around the furniture,
silence rose up,
storm surge forecast weeks out.
Evacuate or drown. I float,driftwood.