Breaks

So: here is our moment frozen
We've seen our seven
Unmoving in their lonely homes
It's been 4: 18
And dawn's still hours off yet
My god and they are cold and listless
Not quite sure that they exist
Here in this moment slow and viscous
Lips haunted by the ghosts of kisses
There is the endless saturation of the
Days and here they are
There is nothing moving but their breath
But watch now as the breaking storm outside
Brings this moment into action
The sky cracks into a wild mouthed grin
And unleashes all the water that it's carried
Vapour grown heavy from every distant
Puddle, every lapping wave-tip
Every churning river contributing to this
Rain now Pete on his doorstep, he looks up
Mouth agape and he drops his key in shock
And laughs a howling ancient laugh
The lightning charges through them
Rips the sky and startles every
Roof in stark relief and they see their city
New
Esther hears herself shout a strange bark
Into the silence of her kitchen
Jemma sit's bolt upright in bed
Wide-eyed and she stares at
The rain as it smashes
It'self against her windows
Zoe puts her boxes down
Bradley reaches for his dressing-gown

Now see it from above
Seven doors to seven flats open
At the same time
And light the raining pavement
Seven broken hearts seven empty faces
Are heading out of doors:
Here's our seven perfect strangers
And they see each other
Strangely dressed, one shoe and one slipper
Socks falling off, smiling, gathering slowly
Tentatively in the middle of the road
Shielding their eyes at first
But then tipping
Their necks back, unhunching their shoulders
Opening their bodies up to the storm
And their hair is flattened against their
Heads or puffed up madly outwards
And their hands slip off their chins and
Cheeks as they clutch
Their faces open-mouthed
"Amazing!" they shout
"You seen it?!" they shout
As they walk like children
Into the eye of a game and
Band close, close, shocked and laughing
Soaked to the skin