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wet lightning
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Hyacinth garden storm clouds loom far to the east
lightning streaks and strikes the sea
i love thunderstorms
as the power offshore explodes
it is always explained away as the act of God
i finally blinked and was back in reality
it was approaching midnight.
patterns of shadows run away
too many times they ran away
the sapphires and emeralds diary
as black clouds raise havoc in rain pouring skies
wrinkles on the faces of sun worn jerseyians
until they screech like the tires on funny cars
i could tell you more
my son born on the Navesink River
he slept outside breathing that wet lightning
it comes to roost succinct on his mouth
i have that heart
i have the ocean
outside my door
i am always there
