no thunder in a reflection

i’m sitting in the back seat of our car
there is a thunderstorm all around us
loud, everywhere
you seemed unfazed
but she and i are on the floor
kneeling
we aren’t praying

i am older, its my job to
watch
this is ingrained in me
daily
she is still
years away
and i am a lifetime away
from finding out
these are non malicious lies

i hear sounds you don’t seem to
just another thing telling me
you’re weird, you’re different
[why are you]
and i am still a lifetime away
from knowing why

one day i’ll be at the wheel
and there won’t be any thunder
booming overhead
and you’ll be the one on
the floor
kneeling
not praying

Last updated December 28, 2021