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Rainstorm
[4/30/2017]
Wind and water work
Upon a rain-rattle rooftop
Never aim to stop
In the moaning, branchy dark.
I can feel the thunder growling
Through my thin skin
And my fortress walls,
Where the ruddy glow falls
From an electric lantern spark.
Here, we are warm and dry
With a lid on our tamed lightning.
Outside, its cousins seem
Positively frightening.