Cathartic Carousal
Drinking in the wet grass and approaching storm
Leaves swirling in plump juicy air
Magnolia leaves plopping like ripe fruits or cartons,
packages of indulgent pleasure

I had teased her all the day, you’re obsessed with this thunder…

the jack rabbit, the frog princess,

I said within the walls of my own head, There’s nothing to fear in a sound 

But the gunshot had come at that very moment 
when I felt certain it wouldn’t sound at all, 
As I reached my hand to encircle the aluminum door handle

The noise was an electric shock 
…my heart restarted and my clothes left in a pool
there at Athenian Grill

After a day of being barefoot in the park.