Theres a storm outside and the gap

between crack and thunder, crack and

thunder closing in.



The rain floods gutters and makes a great sound on concrete

On a flat roof theres a boy leaning

against a wall of rain aerial

held high, calling

"come on thunder come on thunder"



its a monsoon, the rain lifts lids

off cars spinning busses like toys

stripping them to chrome



Across the bay the waves are turning

into something else. Picking up fishing

boats and spitting them on the shore



The boys hit lit up against the sky

like a sign, like a neon sign.



Then he drops, cut strings legs twitching

into the gutter

the flood swells

his clothes and delivers him on, delivers him on



Theres 4 new colors in the rainbow

an old man takes polaroids but

all he captures in endless rain

endless rain



He says listen, takes my head, puts

my ear to his and I swear I

can hear the sea