Lightning Bound It goes, and so it does, and so it goes, and it does, Love, it moves and so I hope, and it moves

itself around It gets in my skin and underneath my trailing hair, such As it is—my time is spent in watching oh the tile floor The terracotta walls of it the blameless sky of it the gravity The beach comber heart of it the stormbound breath of it Oh, the lightning bound line in the steady rhythm of The sky, the sky, the sky, the sky the sky, winding the sky Oh, my Feeling do you feel your way through to me I touch my way back, I tough it out I play the Fool and I play a siren song on the stereo to call The blessings down, to call down the lightning—

Diana Rangel 2009

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