On a Rainy Friday in Las Vegas

It rained this morning
cold wet drops
falling from charcoal gray clouds
sent shivers up my spine.

The sun peeked out
for a short time
before the clouds completely
covered the sky
promising more rain.

I listen to a distant rumble
is it thunder I hear
or the echo of fighter jets
flying over
the air force base.

The lights blink
and I glance
at the red flashlight
sitting on my desk;
I wonder
if the batteries
are dead.