Lightning flashes across the sky.
Cracking it open for a short while.
So bright! I’m blinded I can’t see!
I blink away the the weird shapes obscuring my vision.
They finally float away.
For a second I think I’m safe then… CRACK!
The thunder comes.
Yay! That’s my favourite part!
I jump in mock shock.
I love the drums!
After all I’m a fan of rock!
That’s why I lose the game a lot.
I’m always choosing bloody rock…
As if it lives, I just called it “bloody”.
It must be iron that’s why it’s ruddy…
My best friend, my only buddy.
Tell me to stop now. (Referring to myself?)
This stream of thought is unhealthy.
It’s poison don’t you see?
An endless flow of words tumbling over,
Like a waterfall, trailing into the deep.
I’m dry for days, then suddenly – I gush out!
I can’t stop speaking!
You just want me to shut up.
So I do.