thunder

your heartbeat is like a metronome 

your feet a different time zone-

butterflies sing every time you stumble

i hear a rumble like thunder 

i wonder when we went asunder 

of the good and right-

thoughts weigh heavy on my mind tonight- 

it is hard to sleep; i tried

counting sheep

but i lost count around 33- 

houston we have a problem!

that needs solving 

for X 

i always get exactly

what i need 

never what i want 

to be with you under skies blue

instead i wind up near dead 

in an orange jump suit