Thunder and Lightning
I was listening to a radio station’swarning of a nearby storm,when I first heardthat by the time you hear thunder,it means you are close enoughto get struck by lightning,and I thought back toa time where hearing your voicemeant it was already too late to run.And when I finally left,know thatit’s not because I couldn’t handlethe tension in the silence,it was because every noisehad me flinching,looking up, checking the skynow it’s raining, but I don’t feel sad, I just feel safe.
This poem is about:
Me