quite easily. I woke up last night
to thunder rolling in that deep
sounding way that I like to pretend
is your voice and I smiled sleepily
to you, "Oh, you are so awesome
and beautiful and awesome God."
Then, just as I was falling back
to sleep, thunder announced
a lightening bolt so near our house
there was no delay between light and sound,
and there was the illusion that it was
the electricity slamming violently into the ground
that had caused such a great bang.
I sat up, eyes open, hand on my wife,
ready to sleep the rest of the night in my car.
I forget that you could destroy me quite easily.
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