my local forecast is you
By Karen Sylvia Rockwell
no matter your weather my heart will always acclimatize itself to yours
whether you exhale a fierce katabatibc wind spewing hoarfrost and rime ice
creating deposition nuclei or cirrus clouds immobilizing me at absolute zero
or you at a speed that no anemometer could possibly measure begin an
adriatic process creating an avection fog of free convection culminating in
latent heat or an indian summer my rawinsonde is attuned only to you
whether halos or nacreous clouds no matter how high your wall cloud
or the angle of refraction your iridescent glory will always scintillate for me
through mists fogs nimbostratus smogs
my windsock will follow your eddys whether haboobs or trade winds //
will survive your turbulence your squall lines your tornados you have a
coriolis effect on my being i am a dust devil under your entrainment
to me you are an upwelling my water budget for you is deep no matter
your rate of sublimation the strength of viscosity in your virga the density of
your precipitation
you give an orographic uplift to the level of my potential energy my shadow
is nothing without your heiligenschein you are the sun pillar of my twilight
i will forever only ever be your contrail
