Thunderstorms
booming thunder
far away.
blinding lightning
illuminates the room.
rain pounding
against the tin roof.
cars swim
through the flooded streets.
thunder again.
closer.
louder.
like a gunshot
ringing in my ears.
people outside
running for cover.
rain slows
but only slightly.
i hear faintly
the familiar wail
of the siren
"get to safety".
all this i watch
while safe
and warm
in my room.
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