Homage To Ohmage
Standing outside, caught undercover.
Catching voltage in a Florida storm.
Seeing bright shock in the sky.
Feeling boom in my chest.
The allure of natural calamity
may be a dangerous arc,
which could lay my heart to rest, electrically.
But how do I resist a spark?
Does little lightning strike inside me?
Does thunder stoke my soul?
Is there a storm inside me that will
make me pay a toll?
Perhaps internal payment will buy
endurance against the the storm.
When, ohm wind, will the storm be past?
And true resistance realized, at last.
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