Last time I saw ma
‘Twas lightening, Nebraska
I35 north bound

A storm inside me
Fleeing the scene of mother
Thunder hearts turn ‘round

Now south bound, working
Not expecting my return
Our eyes meet, burning

A love forever
Thriving on ash thorn turnings
Discomfort blooming.

Into last moment
Burned into memory flesh
Her eyes filling me

With lifetimes passing
Reaching through my resistance
Last goodbye: ma ma.