Storm.


Crystalline ribbons

Curse the ground into mud

Lightening - a paramour of thunder

A collateral crash

Chemicals collide.


Chop and change your plans

Weather permitting,

We're going to get lost

Dark puddles for eyes

Wind tumbling through the forests.


Bone chilling.

The air reeks of damage

Victims of a lover's fight

Suffer the old fashioned way

Pitch black nothingness.


After what feels like an eternity,

There is only silence.