I’m on the run
Chasing the spark
When lightning comes
Flashes the dark
A subtle snap
Designed to shock
A gun with caps
Loaded and locked
A little pinch
A Tiny sting
Fashion will cringe
At static cling
The inner beast
Toasting the crumbs
I am the feast
My heart goes numb
Choosing candles
Ignore the sun
My hair shambles
At its ignition
A static charge
Forging ahead
Hairs on my arms
Raise like the dead
Out of the blue
Suddenly jumps
Without a clue
It starts me up
An arbitration
Between the charge
A strange sensation
From a small spark
The glow is hiding
Underneath
Dormant it lies
living rent free
Until the moment has arrived
The perfect storm
Coming alive
Surging from me
Finally free
A touch releasing
Electricity
About the Creator
Kelli Sheckler-Amsden
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