Jolted awake from
the arms of Morpheus by
crashing, flashing,
booming aerial earthquakes.
Nocturnal drums beating
thumping, pounding. Snaking
leviathan across the heavens
loosening torrential rain
at our open window.
Rumbling aftershocks subsiding
along distant horizons
mumbling away soundlessly.
— Lee Carlson lives in Lawrence.
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