Poem: I want to be your lightning bolt.

I only strike once
maybe twice, if you’re lucky

a flash of gold
a frenzy of silver
a cobalt & copper calamity

close enough to singe your eyebrows
seize your adrenaline
and call you into focus

oh, those?
those are your lungs.

and they?
they are called legs.

and this?
this is your life.