July 6, 2019Poem

The sky is an ocean

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The sky is an ocean

Watch me flounder

Drowning in plain sight

Throw a lifeline

From the shadows

Where sunlight

Trickles through a canopy

Of rain clouds

Ominous rollers

Ready to break

As they fall

The elemental sound

Of thunder

Filling the air

With an echo

Of spent power

In the aftermath

Raindrops spatter

Down

Radiating out

From an unspecified

Epicentre

Dispersing into steam

As a broiling sun

Burns right through

To the ocean floor

And I am engulfed

By an invisible flow

Of sky light

A gravitational wave

Bent out of shape

By the weight

Of its own indifference.