i listen to my lonely heart beat
and the sounds of heavy thunder
make it skip, the lightning
brightens my bedroom
and dreams of you
brighten my mind and
my burden

i don't go to beaches anymore.
they remind me of you.
the sand, so comfortable to lay in
but hot enough to scald my skin
and i can never get it all out of my
clothes, hair, mind.
the sea breeze is refreshing,
it clears my mind but only
for a moment,
soon enough i'm obsessing,
i'm longing,
it's all i can think of.
the current of the tide
threatens
to drag me under,
filling my lungs,
my heart.
i don't go to beaches anymore.

i summoned the rain
while i choked on the smoke
of your cigarette.
you didn't believe
when i said
i could call the thunder,
that i could make you
feel it roll under your feet.
you told me i
didn't have what it takes
to drown you.
maybe i don't
but i have enough
to drench you,
to pelt you,
until you drown yourself.

the grass beneath my hands
and the rain in my lungs
the soft patter of the drops on my skin
remind me of the evening
i met you -
the storm on the horizon,
in the sky and
in your body