across the air
beginning sounds of a
storm arriving and it is the kind
that makes me want to be out in it
rain and soft wind and a fog
as if the storm wants to kind of hide whoever
comes out and wanders around
thinking while simply
strolling through the surface of clouds
places you in a very specific mood
electric blue and a feel for breathing moisture
all heavy and wanting to slow down a step
kind of like a hangover without any drink
if we make it through this then
nothing can stop what the future can mean
giving up is not something i ever do
