Thunder and Lightning

September 16, 2018

I was listening to a radio station’s

warning of a nearby storm,

when I first heard

that by the time you hear thunder,

it means you are close enough

to get struck by lightning,

and I thought back to

a time where hearing your voice

meant it was already

too late to run.

And when I finally left,

know that

it’s not because I couldn’t handle

the tension in the silence,

it was because every noise

had me flinching,

looking up, checking the sky

now it’s raining, but I don’t feel sad, I just feel safe.

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