How could we know
the plans of goddesses and gods
with so much going on, busy
saving and taking lives,
sorting souls
amid this Covid,
while tilting the West
out of range
of the good storms—
bare acres everywhere you go.
If even a shower
could bring some green,
cattle market’s gone to hell.
With everybody begging
for change, the pipeline may be
plugged with prayer overload,
or perhaps our deities
are just teaching a lesson.
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