Blue Lightning

What are the words,
he told me to use?
Be smooth.
What are the words?
I find hazy the memory,
sinking into the dark.
What are the words?
I stand; gibbering,
mumbling, jabbering.
What are the words,
he told me to use?
Be confidant.
But I stand;
a deer caught in headlights.

Paralyzed.

I never knew lightning was blue,
until I saw your eyes.

The words never dribbled
down my chin,
like globby oatmeal,
until I saw your eyes.

What are the words?

- Corey Roth