Lightning Storm


Lying in bed, watching

A lightning storm

Crash among cloud.


Electric night

Flashed filaments,

Fusing solid air.


The flicker-crackle,

Of black static:

Kinetic noise


Echoing riverwards.

Hesitant rain

Rushing for the sea.


A moth bothering

The bedside light

As I lie prone,


Stone-like, naked,

Admiring nature's

Alchemical ire,


Supper thundering

In my stomach's