They have the storm of the century
every winter in Buffalo.
Buffalo is like a pilgrim site for snow.
Buffalo is Capistrano for blizzards.
Think of the word, “snow-bank.”
Think of Buffalo as the Federal Reserve.
Imagine Lake Erie as your in-laws
and know how Buffalo feels
every winter during the holidays
when the in-laws drop over.
Why not just say that Buffalo
has been asking for it,
that Buffalo has it coming?
Or why not think of it as
arriving unbidden and unexpected
like love—super-abundant,
borne by flights of angels,
and way beyond deserving.
