Cold Blows the Wind

The wind nears like a train

A stain, a bruise, a game.

a memory.  What happened?  I really want to know

You almost told me once.

a straw, some strings and a handful of guys to fuck

Tomorrow the rain

I’ll try from here, you know I’m here

I’ll never say no, I love you.

Wind is death, Kali

The clouds pass the sun,

so fast, grey and white

Where are you today?

On a couch, on a floor, naked, alone?

Never alone

I’m here.

When you hold me its forever in a day

When you hold a room full of men

You wont even look my way

Or if you do, for a moment, with disdain,

As if it’s all my fault

When you touched my hair

on the inside I cried a thousand deaths

When you handed me the key

I wanted to be on the ocean floor

The clothes with your scent are gone

Yet again the wind pushes me towards a warm mountain

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