Calm to storm
Sitting on the threshold
It's havoc
Wrecked loose on me
In the slight
Sound of rain
And rolling, laughing thunder
Silhouettes in a world
Plunged into an abyss
I walk from
Silence to thunder
Peace to mayhem
Feet numbed
And this sheet moistened
Water levels rising
The storm picks up
Laughter lost somewhere
Like paper boats
Battered by the rains
Playfulness abandoned
Thunder,
Means business now.
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