Hurricane Song Poem by Kevin Young
Hurricane Song
Rating: ★5.0
Lady, won't you wait
out the hurricane
all night at my place —
we'll take cover like
the lamps & I'll
let you oil
my scalp. Please, I needs
a good woman's hands
caught in my hair, turning
my knots to butter.
All night we'll churn.
Dawn
will lean in too soon —
you'll leave out into
the wet world, winded
& alone, knowing
the me only
midnight sees.
Saturday, December 12, 2015
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4/24/2024 12:50:07 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Very wonderful drafting shared definitely. Wisely penned poem shared.10