The Eyes of the Storm

I remember you
and the smell of
ash and thunderstorms

you became a petal
in the soot-darkened breeze

I remember the sound
of the sunset
being ridden into by a
black metal horse
your eyes were bright
and laughing

you looked over your shoulder
once
and then never again

I remember when you
didn't say goodbye
the stars in your teeth
biting and harsh
but still smiling

your mouth was red
and you bled out a sunset
too violent to be remembered
too violent to forget

I remember the taste
of the salt and green sea creatures
that lived in your heart
that weaved your veins into a
net of thunder
electricity singing in every pulse
there was nothing
so charred and blackened as your soul

you've still got a little
lightening in you