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 whomever

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