Unceasing
moans and murmurs
Tip Tap Tip
like driving rain
Heavy
reverie imagining
Trapped
inside a hurricane
All my
thoughts are swirling
Teasing
torment in my head
I grab the
air to catch my breath
To choke on
stale ideas instead
Spiteful
gusts are pounding
Scatter
pages without care
Like
ripping windy razor blades
Tear down my castles in the air
Tear down my castles in the air
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