Lightning Strike


The world around me

Is illuminated.

It burns through me

And I see everything,

And every detail,

In an instant.


A blue settles

In the blink before


I see nothing.

The air is cold.

I burn.


It smells of ozone

And singed hair.

Where are my shoes?


I’m alive.

I remember the burn

And the illumination.

I know the darkness

After the strike.

there is no






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