did I tell you about that dream I had
a couple weeks past?

as clear as a photograph,
it is framed inside my memories:

we standing on the beach
drinking in the dying sea
sinking in the scorching sand.

then the sky it split
and lightning hit
we were shaken to the ground

unharmed I guess
nevertheless
we troubled by the sound

of the thunder like
a canon fire
it was terrible and loud

and if I hadn't known better
I would have thought
the sky was falling down.