Wind Sounds

You must have
broken up with me on
a windy day
Because when my heart
shattered, all
the pieces blew away

A search party effort
could not locate
a trace
Oh, I still get about
just a frame and
a face

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Everything squeaks
lavishly laden with
course brown rust
Still inciting laborious
effort, just without
any of the trust

Another tin man
Hesitant, with
a missing ticker
Fill it all up
with holes, and
the void gets thicker

I’ve scanned
the span
of the universe
All reports indicate:
nothing conclusive
nothing worse

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Maybe it gets better
or perhaps just
normalizes
Process and progress
comes in all shapes
and sizes

However it goes,
your judgments
please hold
I imagine I’ll keep
risking, right up
until I’m too old

 

 

 

 

 

Loveland, CO  ¦¦  November 9, 2018

 

 

 

 

 

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