Consumed
in the degrees
of a storm
the wind
is an untamed thing
laying waste a forest
exposing roots to air
the slash of rain
fencing
nobody claps
but thunder
electricity in the sky
a second of connection
sparks fly
walk through fire
looking for the door
but you can’t get out
engulfed
you crawl to a window
and break the glass
so you can breathe
somebody tells you you’re bleeding
and you look down
and see it’s true
a burned up body
feels no cut
stitch
the bandage blue
you walk the forest
at night
watching the sun
through a window
the trees in ray
a bird flies in
sits there
on a limb
and takes off
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