I dream of thunderstorms.
I dream in lightning-cracks and pit-pats.
I dream in dark clouds speared by sunsets.
I dream for licking winds slick with Mississippi waters.
I dream for freight-train roars in green-sick skies.
I dream for old home windows rattling their panes.
I dream of thunderstorms,
and I dream of you.
Long before the Illinois border,
he and I drove down
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to Arkansas.
we drove down country roads,
high {as moonlight},
casting off cigarette butts {like falling stars}
And when we were there, She kissed him,
and it was like lightning.
I saw his body stiffen up,
like it was all he could do not to convulse.
Their lips smacking apart struck me chest-thump and rolling {like thunder}.
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I can’t help but long for that finger clutched-edge,
looking into her eyes and seeing a storm that would flatten the plains
of me,
and the glory in it.
I dream of thunderstorms.
I dream that whatever gales she blows,
you will drown her out.
I dream of thunderstorms, and I remember her, and I dream of you.
like thunder
like falling stars
as moonlight.
as moonlight.
I’ve always loved moonlight.
