Another barn collapsed while the little ones slept.
Rain water flooded the muddy back roads.
Chicken coops full of rotten eggs, black inside.
Ask the chainsaw sharpener which way is South.
Darkness sends the cattle howling towards the storm.
Illuminated by lightning, the coyotes feast.
Alarms cry over the hills, beyond the inky river.
Naked children play beneath a flaming weeping willow.
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