A blast from my past blew down the reinforced door
uprooting all that had been
carefully
stacked
behind
it
like
Hurricane Katrina
stopping by New Orleans
just to catch up.
Those stacks had grown dusty,
all but forgotten;
I hadn't noticed they were beginning to rot
Such a devastating storm
must have some nerve
to drop by unannounced
but with an apology in hand...
Though unpleasant
uncomfortable
and unwelcome...
The catastrophe returned with closure
and now
we rebuild.
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