Windy day

Would you dare try break my spirit, with those words again?

Wind

You’ve tried, obviously, to shatter me utterly,

You could be anyone in my lifelong

With those words stabbed into my back, I don’t care a bit, it’s another day, carried along

She’s not even gay

A change in faces for you, a change in my fortunes again, but you and I both know one another, and you know im lez

And i guess you’d know, too, g, you cannot shatter me, you’ve tried, obviously, with the rest

One can only hurl names at a wind that brings my own breath back to me

In spirit of forgiveness

But come to rest on the look of love, the touch of corruption softens as love softens,

And easier to conform to

But one I cannot but love, past caring about any corruption

Getting in the way again, not today, not to look at you again, not again corruption,

Today just another day, softens as regret passes by

Shattered utterly in her car

Love

I’m only sickened because I must say it again

I’ve loved you all along, and this rubbish now, these imbeciles,

Wisdom’s demonstrated in love, real love, not the kind in a flashlight, whose end lies in lies forgotten

The end not in corruption, but in reality, the wind bears on, in spirit unbroken, its own gravitation

And it’s a fact, my life passes over soon, passes on to the winds own breath,

And I care not, I know love and I know corruption, or death,

In judging everyone, when I think on your face

I’d forgive everyone, this whole mess of a day this lifelong mess that I’ve done nothing wrong

For corruption sounds sweet, but all along, the wind carried its threat

She’s not even gay

To disappear, waste away in its own corrupt mess,

And the wind keeps on, bearing me its gift, my love songs,

Spoken

You cannot shatter a wind bringing light with it

Which way are you going, g? For today I hear

She’s not even gay

And that ill wind for you, it bears no spirit,

And that way’s not even living, you’re on a road, passing with the rest, toward death, but you – you!

For you I forgive