Taking Shelter

by Peter Roberts

ripe & heavy
fill silent air.
like a swarm of tiny insects, wind
crawls across my exposed skin.

take shelter in a cave.
animals --  bison, mammoths,
sabertooths -- run haltingly
across the rough walls in the firelight.

a rain begins.
lightning blooms &
in an instant dies;
thunder shakes the earth.

i squat
at the fire's warmth.
thick smoke stirs memories
of warm meat.  my stomach
is an empty ache.