The Whirlwind

[nightdog_barks]

Dallas, Texas, late afternoon. A tornado passes over the Trinity River. Credit: PJ Sokal, WFAA contributor, from here.

Comments

[hannah]

My love, I am the speed of sound/I left them motherless, fatherless/their souls hanging inside-out from their mouths/but it's never enough...

[nightdog_barks]

... I'm an owl on the sill in the evening./But morning finds you,/Still warm and breathing.

*g*

[hannah]

I listened to that one yesterday with the volume all the way up, and it's my dream people will still listen to her music in forty or fifty years.