The major rage of thunder

The major rage of thunder

Trembles in the pink

Wrinkles of my mind.

And my head shakes

And it shakes

As the sunshine

Puts up its white flag.

It surrenders

And it surrenders

To the lightning shocks

For the pink wrinkles

Can only hold so much.

And they hold it all in

Until they break down,

Relinquish their strength.

And the rain falls

And the rain pours

And soon the sunshine

Can’t break through

The clouds anymore.