LIGHTNING

The shadows are as black ink,
The air heavy with the desire to brag,
The sky an electric pink,
The leaves glisten and snake in the wind.

Now and then a purple white illumination,
Accompanied by a god like rumble,
Followed by sharp explosions...SNAP SNAP SNAP!
That could snap a man's back.

You see the vein deliver the punch,
And count... one, two, BANG!
It hovers just above us,
Just under our skin.