Pressure before Storm

There is a tingle on the wind

Like thunder in my skin

The air breathes

And the light quakes—

Shivers, breaks—

Such force is this!

This sudden heat,

This fireless heat

That beckons from the clouds.

The world elates to hear

The fury of its passing.

Sonic Bursts

There is a force inside of me—

A sound unheard

A sight unseen.

Sonic bursts

Explode within my mind,

Springing forth

Menageries

Of ruptured thought—

Half-man, half-beast

Tumbling through the hoops

Of society’s round-top.

They shrink,

The world below

A sea of eyes.