Dragonfly😉

Storm Katrina landed without an affirmed climate classification, or a name that satisfactorily tended to outrage summoned from a thousand alliances down. At the point when the levees softened up New Orleans pictures got away TV screens to tattoo each skin with the dishonorable reality that America's towers fell twice. There was no phoenix. Just mosquitoes got away from the cinders, promising to cut any still unbloodied with the needle kiss of torment.

At that point, an awesome swarm of dragonflies, sent by some other to even the chances. They devoured the thin-limbed vampires, ate up body and infection, and after that drifted around the skimming enlarged assortments of overlooked grandmas, shielded escorts of the dead. Their wings murmured overwhelm pieces while their mouths gulped slimy parasites, frustrating endeavors to hustle passing past spring nightfalls and fall graves. They kept up their sacred parade until New Orleans rebirthed jazz and cut the bodies free and let holy people walk in once more.
As I steer my bicycle through one puddle after the other, making the road music urban rainforest tenants know, I request that the sprinkle summon the dragonfly. Call her from the marsh into my throat to name the knot that will never free me. Be my escort, eat the flies regularly entering me before their kids turn into my entirety.

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