Description: sometimes, when I'm not even thinking about it, words just go through my head and this is a good a place to put them down as any. don't think of this as complete. think of them as fragments, works in progress, links that will someday be formed into chains, these few-liners of mine.
of omens -------------------------------------------
dark and chaotic sky
lightning finger tendrils caressing
all the secret places tickling
the undersides of clouds
like a lover too cruel to laugh
Make it "finger-lightning caressing" ( no need for tendrils).
"You are the wave / breaking against my body."
Seems like a second and separate thought. O.K. on its own, not related to the first. Otherwise "You are the rain / caressing my body" or something like that.
Submission Name: of omens
