“The Storm”

The trees were contrasted

in alien relief

against the chalkboard sky;

the buildings reduced

to a macabre cartoonish two-dimension.

Everything moved theatrically,

in the acute unreality

just before a storm;

nature a puppeteer counting down the seconds.

Everyone so intensely aware of their destination,

moving just that little bit faster,

with crackling anticipation.

People shifting purposefully

with an electric haste,

less aware of eachother than they usually were,

glancing skyward

as they escape into cars and shops,

safe from the throbbing blue-black above them,

doors and walls

swaddling their senses once more.


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One response to ““The Storm”

  1. Wow, amazing descriptive work! This really works well

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