Intrusion

Amazing how
the growls of thunder
crush and shake my fizzy dreams,
pull back the ring
and fire their jets of consciousness,
head-to-head with lightning,
fighting, biting,
gnashing and gnarling,
in a blinding confrontation.
The night, meanwhile, in terror of war,
hugs its tail beneath the bed
and whimpers.

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