Hurakan

The television hisses in and out of consciousness, warning
of the impending flood. We make ourselves safer still.

We hear him coming from many hundred kilometres
away in the distance, a deafening, thunderous boom

as the wind thrashes like serpents against
our thin windows and dark, glass mirrors.

He enters the room and turns
a full circle three times, showing

how well he is managing
with one leg still intact.

His voice roars as
loud as a tropical

storm whilst he
chants the words:

hurricane, orcan,
Jun Raqan,

earth,
earth,
earth.