Trees fell everywhere in South Boston during yesterday's storm. This picture is of a neighbor's back yard.
Unhung
Backyard
bacchanal
gets to God,
who rises late
on Sundays,
assesses damage.
Angry flail
misses mark,
wrong house.
Quiet neighbor
always
first bit
by all-father's
half-awake
tongue lash.
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