differences except a
slight discoloration
distorting perception,
as we listen to the sounds
of the rumbling,
tumbling,
murmuring,
and mumbling
of this morning's
rolling thunder without
the flashes of light
announcing its intent
and arrival;
sky and sea merge like
lovers in public copulation
in a sunless,
sinless day
but well illuminated,
here on the eastern coast
of our imaginations,
allusively trying to
arrive at the perfect
vacation spot.
3Aug14
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