A wet and gloomy night.
May 7, 2008
Tonight, the sky is dirty gray and dull.
An uneasy silence creeping,
carried with a swelling lull.
A tattering rainfall gathers then subsides.
Spattering and splatting the sidewalk with
filth and mud and sludge and grime.
Sudden lightning flash burst tearing the storm front’s bowels.
A heartbeat skips and shutters,
as the thunder roars and growls.
