Overcast, as I made my way to the stained park bench.
Dusk approaching as the hot day ends.
Looked around the park, decided to rest my eyes.
Awakened by hail, pelting my body to my surprise.
Tried to get up and flee but…no time!
In an instant the twister was on me; must’ve formed right above me.
Thought I could lay low but now I’m hit by a tornado. Oh shit.
Nicks and cuts, as the small debris hit.
The sound of a locomotive as I was sucked up in it.
Time stretched. 15 seconds felt like 5 minutes.
The wind was pulling, wooshing, whirling, swirling, stinging.
The hail turned to whipping rain; I was getting drenched.
Unbelievably I was still on the bench.
(Never saw it coming. There was no portent.)
Saw three gray doves inside the raging vortex.
Plus 2 pickup trucks, and the park’s facilities complex.
I’m sure there was much more of the twister’s contents.
But I didn’t see them, as I was (finally) thrown from the bench and out of the cyclone.
Landed in a mowed clearing with a few scratches. Thought I could run right home!
Instead I thought I’d look for survivors who were stranded probly.
Took 2 steps and a large car landed on me.
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