Click shutter bus window rain streaks gray
Film roll trembles in my coat today
Pilot boots on splintered porch wood
Thunder shakes the neighborhood
Porch thruster fire in the storm
Wood and wire keeping warm
Check the gauges click the frame
Lightning calls my pilot name
Camera hangs from calloused thumb
Capture static as it comes
Thruster fins snap splintered rail
Rain hammers on the shingle veil
Porch thruster fire in the storm
Wood and wire keeping warm
Check the gauges click the frame
Lightning calls my pilot name
Altitude reads zero feet
Porch boards groan beneath the seat
Fuel line drips on rusted nail
Storm writes code I translate
Flash bulb pops the sky in two
Shutter speed pulls me through
No runway lights no tower voice
Just grain and grit and sudden choice
Negative strips hang clothesline dry
Developing beneath the sky
Silver halide drinks the rain
Pilot walks the porch again
Porch thruster fire in the storm
Wood and wire keeping warm
Check the gauges click the frame
Lightning calls my pilot name
Bus ticket tucked in flight suit pocket
Engine coughs but I won't lock it
Thunder rolls the credits down
Porch thruster lifts from wooden ground
Porch thruster fire in the storm
Wood and wire keeping warm
Check the gauges click the frame
Lightning calls my pilot name
Shutter clicks develop lift
Porch thruster cuts the drift
