Elias prayed earnestly that it might not rain,
and it rained not upon the Earth.  James 5:17

wheat fields bone-rattle
along the Saskatchewan
whispering dirges in winds that
bring no rain

farmers on rusty folding chairs
hold vigil on the front porch
watch the traitor sky
and spit dust

three days ago
Maynard shot each one of
his hundred and forty-nine head
and then himself

inside on his t.v.
flood waters carry couches
down the Guadalupe
and longhorns drown