Thursday, October 4, 2007

Pulse

The calm night begins to stir
Black sky fills with violent charge
Lightning rolls in blinding succession
I move to cover
But it is too late
The electricity scampers around my feet
Lifting me, throwing me
A plaintive groan
Blackness

(This was based on a dream that woke me up at 3am this morning)

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