27.10.09

the wind. it is. here.  the wind is here.

You try to feel it but you can't wake up
You try to touch it but you can't wake up
You're holding ice and you don't wake up
increase the size and you don't wake up
I do it backwards but I don't wake up
try to reverse but I don't wake up
I sit astride but I still don't wake up
more than a second
when reading the newspaper
I felt the war
I felt her exposed position
I saw myself in the picture
and I
I took a cab there to hold her
I took a plane there to feel what she felt

the winds are here;they've come
just in time.


the wind
it knocks the power out
 all across town
tonight; 
yes.


 hours.
 hours become ages
ages become emergencies. 
 collisions\and damage is done


blackness
black out. blackness.
 so much it's scary; 

to  cut the lights
in the middle of the dark.


 the wind - 
and, it's growing


the winds,
they grow.

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