June July

june july I went home to live with my mom
 at night I sat out to watch cicadas on the lawn
 june july, confusion tennessee
 here sherman's army leveled troops in 1863
 now those battlefields are marked and paragraphed
 and maintained by national park service trust
 at night I walked through those fields
 looking for proof of death, echoes of wounded soldier appeals
 tonight the rain clouds are pressing down
 hovering low, warning me to go back home
 I saw lightning flicker in the clouds
 one and two thousand, better turn around
 light was focused down on me
 white spike cracked and threw me to the ground
 when I awoke the sun was streaming over the fields
 warming the ground soaked with summer rain