Cloudburst

The fog 
in the mind
precipitates.

The clouds
swell
and dissipate
in a wispy halo.
The silver lining
buzzes
like an alarm clock.
The spectacle
draws me in.
I bare my chest
against
the storming deluge
like a fabled warrior
drawing his sword
against a fire-breathing beast.
 
I wipe
the powder
from the tip of my nose
and wait.