i always waver on rainy days.
and blow in wind, like the seasons i see changing, outside my window. i hide inside the horrible weather, watching it pass by my eyes, eased by the comfort of disquiet.
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settling is the lingering i wait for, never wanting
November 30, 2008 – 9:45 pm
in the dead of night
December 5, 2007 – 1:40 am
…we come out to play.
And after the lights come back, the wind roars as if to let us know where we stand.