I saw lightning last night
But heard nothing

The whole half of the sky flashed a couple times
But no rain
No sheet metal rolling

Living close to the ground
I talk back to birds way more than I used to
A spirit world found
Out past
Where belief blows away

I saw flashing
I saw plumes of smoke
I put the kid to bed
I wash dishes in the night

Nobody burns like me at the sink
Looking out on the world
This lightning inside

I'm in love with the last of the light
However long I have left in life

(And so what if no one ever finds this notebook)