storm

direct your eyes to the storm outside,
the shake under your foot break.
rivers on the road that go
as planned, down city drains.
we haven't the time to
go without power now.
supplied with all this angst inside,
one million placecs to hide,
but there's a storm happening outside
that's just as big
and it just is.
power, or not.
like it or not
Lightning cracks the sky in two
for our two eyes to
internalize the separation.
And we take it all in,
and it sits like a friend.