storm breathing in the bathroom

the dog
is off her food today
and in the bathroom
hiding

there’s nothing we can do
to make her feel all right

the atmosphere
clutches
close as a lover
who doesn’t know when to let go
for a breath of air
charged with the light
blinking brilliance around the hills

the thunder has had sport
with my ears
and they pop in a cycle
from left to right
so I have to yawn
to set them back again

electricity is striking too close
and too bright
my place
is the bathroom
where I can hide out
with the dog

we are taking short breaths
too fast
and in synchronicity with each other

yet still the rain
won’t fall


© Frank Prem, 2009

20/01/18

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