Wind

When the wind stopped blowing it was quiet

When the wind stopped blowing

at least for a moment it stopped blowing.

For a little while all I heard was the ringing..

that ceasless tone in my ear,

which somehow has become a blessing,

instead of a curse..

The clothes in the dryer are tumbling with a metal sound..

must have left some change in the pockets..

clean money.

Is there even such a thing?

This morning the woods were cold

the winter grass crunched beneath my boots.

A fox ran through the woods and Jack chased him,

for about 50 yards

then realized he was not going to catch this red bolt of lightning.

I whistled and we walked on..

then the wind started to blow again

Is the answer in it Bob?

Is it whispering Mary Jimmy?

 

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