rawrkittymeow

( Written on Saturday, February 19, 2011 )

Atmospheric Phenomenon


I'm spinning on the ground,
Picking up snow and dust to be seen,
Overwhelmed with the pushes that were bound,
to keep me spinning.

It was hard to interrupt,
Though not impossible,
We weren't long-lived enough,
We were obstructed when we thought we were unstoppable.

We dissapated, dispersed, scattered,
Into something, building,
Something tall,
Something.

Wind blasts were seen beforehand,
Ignoring the signs,
Rainstorms were had,
I crossed the line.

I'm spinning on the ground,
Picking up snow and dust to be seen,
Overwhelmed with the pushes that were bound,
to keep me spinning.

It could be dangerous,
But I'd do it all again.