when the lightning

sent you down

the Great Pyramid at Cobá,

and a hard tropical rain obliterated

everything, even the jungle.

A real tempest, that one.

Thunder loud enough to crack stone,

Lightning too,

flashing through the black nimbus

like a semaphore

opening and closing,

light under dark, light under dark

We ran shivering

from the old VW

into a café

with too much window

and too much draft,