The Future’s Still Haunting Us All

Lightning was not the god.
Lightning is the dragon,
As electricity
Blends a snake with a tree,
Flash coiling and branching
Simultaneously.

People identified
Often with the wrong side,
Or fantasized control
Of the scariest side,
Or made fool assertions
About which side was right.

There are no sides to lightning,
Or infinite sides, waves
Spilling and branching out
In every direction.
There’s a flash, and you’re coiled.
You wave, flash, and you’re gone.