The day of what ifs came on the news
80 days into the oil spill,
30 days into hurricane season.
We did not sit on the edge of our seats
we stood on the edges of our chairs
with our heads in ropes
watching the tracking screens
watching the sea give birth to monsters
that we we named.
we walked into the news room with this good news
told the world that a new storm was born
and it was a boy, and he could expect brothers and sisters.
His name was Alexander
and he came to conquer us with his black army,
roused the oil from the murky depth and lead them across the waves
across the swamps and bayous and barrier reefs
up the river, down the block, down our throats
crushed us under his heel.
But one had to wonder if this was murder by nature
or man made suicide.
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