Last night the lightning tried to touch
the peak of the highest hill that
commands the picture that paints the horizon
It looked like a brush that was
painting graffiti across the sky
but it could not land on the hill
the lightning went sideways
The lightning tried once again
but it split into two pieces
both going sideways
It kept trying but each time
it fell just a little bit short
It was an amazing fight
but the painting won
because the lightning brush
never got the chance to make its
mark upon the hilltops
Theorem The Truth Serum
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/brush-of-lightning/
