the blue bolt of thunder

Thanks for the inspiration Mirabelle :)



there she sits
arms folded in two
legs crossed over
staring blank
motionless
into the abyss
this grey cloudy purgatory
forever inescapable
terror lurking behind
in front
from side to side
this purgatory of feelings
wound up
inside of her little blonde head
drowning out the life
that she once lived
her hair dangles over
her spine
which shivers with at it nears
her lover
the only thing that makes her feel
coming fast, racing towards her
galloping in the wind
through the fog
he strikes her
softly
he reaches her spine
the blue bolt of thunder
hair standing up slowly on her head
the bolt shivers at her neck
it travels to her shoulder
the blade reflects its touch
it moves faster
reaching her next shoulder blade
reflecting its touch once again
slowly faster, faster than the wind
faster than the brain
as fast as possible,
moving through the blades on her back
bounding from one to the other
one to the other
one to the other
ricocheting fluidly but gathering speed
gathering energy
gathering it all up
it yelps
as the energy releases
it jumps upwards
into the sky, into the grey abyss
she stands quietly
unfolds her arms
and steps back into her life.