Ready for Sleep
He ascended, gathering
Words and wit into
Vaporous clouds, heavy
With a lake of water,
With a sea of floods, and tears
That converged and mingled
In a darkening conversation.
Weighty debates polarized until
Ionic flashes lit their
Sagging gray bellies. Their weight
Grew until they fell. He fell
With the others as August
Rain, fell light enough to drift
Through searing air, dispersed again
To vapor before reaching
Parched soil. Intercepted, held
Aloft by an overbearing wind
As it debated in whispers,
Argued in howls.
Uncertain, trees swayed
With its insistence. Dense arguments
Compressed to unusually hot gusts
Slammed walls with such force
The buildings shook . Thick air
Ground to a halt as if pausing to think,
To gather the positive and negative.
The pressure grew too great
And the sky cracked then shattered
In an electric flash instantly
Swallowed by the night.