she wore the lightening
like a necklace
around her neck
her fingertips were
flashes in the night
that kept grown men awake
she came without
no warnings to announce
she was near
she followed him
as he dragged his anvil
leaving tidbits
of electricity in his path
hoping him to look back and see
the network that was waiting
for him to take by storm.

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