Friday 7 September 2007
The lightning strike
And the crooked neon path it tracks from up to down bristles with wires of light spoking in every direction. And you realise that lightning does not, it truth, look like a zigzag; that it looks more like a vast shining snowflake. Some snowfall, this. Some charged and cataclysmic snowfall.
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