Wednesday, 4 January 2012

The Love of Shelter

The rolling waves of wind
Smash against the walls and glass
The water
Lost in turbulent tempest
Is thrown choicelessly
Across a landscape
Across a landscape of yawning shadows
And ignorant asphalt

Us in our bunker
Beneath the waves of wind
The firmness of the soil
And bricks interlaced
Defiantly oppose the wind's symphony
Gusting sheets that counterpoint
With howls and moans
And the whistler takes the top notes.

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