Wednesday, June 2, 2010

Evening Out(Down)pouring

fat and almost warm
splashing against bare arms
rolling streams
escaping at the elbow
lightning in the distance
no crackling veins
only sudden floods
like a camera flash
illuminating then gone
foray into the chaos
I stride
feeling curious watchers
safe under cover
they sit in borrowed chairs
sipping borrowed air
as a gust fills my skirt
billowing my steps lighter