the storm calms
torrential downpour diminuendos into a light rain
so light, the sun makes the sky light
my spot on the concrete is now dry
my clothes are dry
the sun breathes down on me like a fiercely hungry lion
to suffocate
to drown
nary a big difference
yesterday i had a dream
and in the dream
i cried because nothing had changed
i'm scared yet i am bold enough to take a step forward and another and another and another
it's been a long time since i've felt this energy
the persistent grating energy bursting from just below my skin
'keep going,' it says, pertinent and intrusive and agitated
it still feels like the tempest is brewing
at the bottom of my teacup
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