IF THERE WERE ONLY LIGHTNING

sleet against the glass
could have been corn popping

doing what sometimes occurs
on a stormy night, a cloud layer
trapped and reflected city light
which in turn glowered

snow on surrounding rooftops
emerged nearly as bright as daylight

the distance was rich chocolate

a cluster of fire trucks across the river twinkled
with red flashes that could have been a Christmas card
admitting some small disaster

nothing else was animate
in the stark gray trees against frozen black hillsides
in this vertical petrifaction

the questions kept returning: “Is she spoiled?
Does she pout or get upset when
she doesn’t get what she wants?”

if there were only lightning,
there might be spring, come sunrise

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Copyright 2015

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