since when
since when does lightning attempt to make a reservation online? that seems counter intuitive and likely to fry circuits and all other sorts of unpleasant things. are my fingers insulated with polyethylene or am i missing something here? the keyboards, tumid and looming are squawking for assistance, towering practically frantic for thunder to judge the distance of the next strike. listen here, all you people waiting tulip-breathed with judgment: it’s true i am maundering in my own teeth and woolen with nostalgia but every
conflagration started with this lightning from somewhere else that won’t follow the natural order of things.
Tidal Waves Don't Beg Forgiveness 
Lightning, a visually intense and brilliant force of nature. Untamed, dangerous and mysterious. Frightening and delightful. Lightning. Illuminate and shred the darkness. Lightning. My friend. My opponent. Lightning. It’s your turn . .
Well written, David. Would love to see more of your writing as well and feel free to post here to my blog if you want to link anything.
I’m particularly inspired these days by the poetry of James Tate. Really great stuff and I highly recommend it.