Day: December 19, 2017

Being Storm

It’s beating on my eyes again It’s blowing up my nose It’s howling round my lips and mouth And stealing my repose ➰ He dares not let it in, again The chaos is too strong It throws around the furniture And wrecks the right and wrong ➰ I’d like to give a voice to it But how to drink the wind? I’ll have to … Read More Being Storm

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