gracenote
tonight a summer storm suddenly announces itself
darkening sky with clouds tinged rose
and gusts of wind so strong that toss glass bottles against cement.
a rolled cigarette dislodges from behind tucked ear and goes missing.
we wait for the rush of rain before running inside.
for a bright flash you can see the sky's busted seam.
in the violet hour i catch fireflies rising up like steam from thick grass
a sudden movement with calculated force
power driven by injury
seizures subsiding
behind firey eyes