The Wind Will Die

Here we are… twisting.
Torrential rain,
acid-burn, resist
the agony, the pain.

Dance in the Eye,
Rain-washed tears,
hidden, thirsty-sighs,
parched from fear.

The wind will die
and show the shards
of our shattered lives,
both twisting windward.


© CGT, 2018.

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