the storm
pulls me with every
thunderous rattle
i slipslide
between the falling
drops, cold fat
reminders of
the pressures
battling above
and within my
collection of
seemingly innumerable
flaws, highlighted
in garish yellow
lightning strikes
across my flesh

the same as the
rains falling
stirring up fresh
if fleeting
texas mud
i am never enough
to satiate the
ever thirsty forces
sucking the world
bone dry