My shadow fades.
Drops splatter on the windshield,
The car door opens and I get out.
The engine’s dead,
Lightning streaks across the sky.
You can hear the click, click, click of that dead engine,
A damp body dances through the sprinkle.
Lightning streaks and I see the face,
Indian, races through my head.
More figures detach from surrounding trees,
There dance goes on as my heart speeds.
It starts to poor,
My hair plasters to my head.
Thud thud thud, thud thud thud,
There stomps shake the sky.
Then BOOM! Goes the sky,
My heart nearly came out of my chest.
The figures freeze,
I look up.
The clouds clear,
I look back towards the woods.
Where have the figures gone?
I return to the car.
The engine starts up,
I look out the window as the sun appears.
My shadow returns.
*Yes it may look weird but I try.
