thunder follows

embracing the buoyant & almost flying
to hell with the timing i wanna let go

bird in hand searching for aqua vitae
your radio flyer sears past my redbud

what will confront when i open my eyes?
your tailfeather flicks your ride lites

if i greedily claw you off your wagon
grasping you'll toss me off underside

flashed open in a lightning bare moment
crushed like eggshell under your wheels.