The storm is coming

The weather men
are so excited to
tell you about
the gloom and doom.
I am off today
and it feels good
to relax, but
unfortunately I have
to go to the store.
Not a great idea
as the storm is
headed this way.
People are crazy.
I run in the store
to get my 3 items,
Hair color
water
and wine.
As I watch the
craziness,
I think to myself
how would the
world be in
a natural
disaster?
People are pulling
everything
off the shelves
like a bomb has
been dropped.
Why do we live
like this?
Its like as humans
we feed off
of the bad.
I get in line.
People in front
of me have
packed carts.
The man in
front of me
looks at my 3 items
on the counter.
His wife looks
as my pile,
Oh crap Earl...
she says.
I forgot to get
my hair color,
can you go get it?
Its 10b .
Earl gives me a
dirty look and walks
away.
I laugh to myself.
The storm is
coming,
and all I care
about is
covering
up my grey
hair.
I guess
I am just like
all these other
people.
The storm
makes you
a little
crazy in
the head.