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Lightning comes and lightning goes down a snake's dark throat out
a desert rose...
ARE I SAFE ARE I ALONE HAVE I OFFENDED GOD FOR MY SINS WOULD HE HAVE ME BE A LIGHTNING ROD?
When the night's black depth's filled with clouds gone sour - telling lies about the stars when the hour glass sand stops.
They or she or he or it who says "how pretty is the view" - gets a lightning bolt - of a million volts - complimentary bar-b-que.
For the clouds do not take kindly-ZAP!--to the wanna-bes of astronomy and the less-than-fleas of meteorology - and that ain't the study of meteors, that's the fools who think they can even BEGIN TO FATHOM the awesome power of clouds!
But such powers can't be known by any mind from dustball grown.
And the only thing clouds dislike more than someone explaining how in order for a cloud to form there must first be a condensation nucleus, or how the laws of optics explain the simple steps that lead to a rainbow,
the only thing they dislike more is hearing people talk about how nice the view is when the clouds aren't blocking it!
Before speaking of the stars, how they're like fireflies in jar, take
a hammer - hit your thumb! have you death-wish are you dumb? christ,
they'll sell your ashes to the highest bidder. any bidder.
If you hear thunder please consider,
DID AN AVALANCHE BEGIN WHERE THERE WAS NO WALL OR WIND, is my lot to turn to ash in a half a second flash, must my eyes be boiled orbs, caused by the volts the head absorbs?
So if you're thinking about how nice the view is when the clouds aren't blocking it, keep it to yourself.
Lightning comes and lightning goes down a snake's dark throat out a desert rose...
