Wind

 

Time, like the wind

blows me

 

down the road

I did not take

 

alone in this moment

I wait for peace.

 

Time like the sea

rolls out its vagaries

 

we drift & turn

to shifting horizon

 

you, a jailer

clang your keys

 

promising certain death

of one sort or another.

 

Time like the wind

splits me: shows

 

a thousand glittering

scenes when we

 

were glad to be lovers.

 

(Listen to poem here )

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