get on with it
deluge the land
swell the rivers
overflow the lakes
bathe the eagles
swell, clouds, with moisture
impossible to contain
blot out the sun
do what my eyes cannot
i will live vicariously
through your pounding
give me cover for my curses
i will shout obscenities at each clap
of thunderous titans
forces beyond imagination
too far above to comprehend
even if theory will yield to understanding
shower my theories with the water they don't deserve
didn't earn
go not halfway
rain, yes;
fucking thunderstorm
Roman Ryan 