Windless

Rosanna Krich

colors of the wind
hardly soft
circles sprung open
clipped to the side
sane is alert
tears of gas spring up
cringed as hope fails
sudden eruptions entertaining
10 o'clock lights out
whats that sound
pedaling bed rock-like
slit trough
thrashes and trashed
compares to nuetrality
seemingly similar
open the arts contained
chances come quick and go
strips away last breath
say goodbye, say good night