i need to get the mail

i close the door behind me

i walk down the steps of my porch

without my house key

leaning down to the box

an empty space

i assume the mailman

has slowed his pace

i turn to the door

it doesn’t really matter

the mail will get here eventually

suddenly i hear a patter

now it rains

my mail will arrive drenched

i forgot about the deadbolt lock

the door handle i wrenched

at first it was panicked

but then i felt calm

i held my hand out

until drops crested in my palm

the lightning scar a dark sky

but i wasn’t afraid

the thunder roars like a dragon

so there i laid