Kiss The Sky 

Now I’m going to settle in,

Get warm in my bed,

Watch the tornado warnings on tv,

Be ready to pull the covers over my head

And kiss my ass goodbye.

Jimi Hendrix kissed the sky,

But the sky doesn’t even return my calls.

I do everything for everyone in my life

And all I want is the sky to love me.

But it’s dark tonight,

And a terrible cloud is spinning slowly,

Menacingly, over Cleveland County.

I’m terrified, yet, even with this sick feeling 

Inside my tummy, 

A sorry hope tries to squeak 

Its sorrier rhetoric out to me:

“With the atmospheric lowering

This is as close as thou may’st  get

To the sky coming to see thee.”

Maybe I will get that kiss

One way or another?

-jenn