Gods

Fire balls

cigarette smoke

the sky after sunset

vaporized heat

Do your rain dance

call upon the water gods

The night air is smothery

monsoon storms are coming,

but there is not a single drop of rain

lull before the storm

zipped your mouth shut

empty envelopes

white sheets of paper

full of potential

no words = no meaning

Do your dance

speak your words

sing your songs of worship

make it storm

make it rain

make my heart burn with fire

-RP