the wind buffets my windows
great gusts gushing to greater heights
they keep me in my home by keeping me out of their home
but i'm fine with that
so i sit, cozy, wrapped in a blanket,
listening to the wind buffeting my windows
the wind buffets my windows
great gusts gushing to greater heights
they keep me in my home by keeping me out of their home
but i'm fine with that
so i sit, cozy, wrapped in a blanket,
listening to the wind buffeting my windows
What machinations of man and machine rush toward us,
thundering nearer every moment at lightspeed?
Creases in our folds become smoothed out,
it has been raining for two days.
i wonder when it will end
this grand deluge
or perhaps it is the end?
they say they’re open-minded
until i open my mind
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