Thunderstorm

I poured into rivers

the ink from my veins

where it bubbled from hot springs

too wild to tame

But it couldn't hold it all

so it carried it to the ocean

where it rocked in the waves

got lost in the motion

of the ebb

and the flow

of the tide

that hides all the depths

inside

little by little

I began to evaporate

floating up to the air

feeling thing

feeling faint

until I filled up a cloud

and could finally shout

with a roar of thunder

I fell back home

as rain