On the Kiss of Wind #2 By the time he gets to Turnpike Lane his eyes are drooping the back and forth of rails turning all his y’s into g’s stale air for stale thoughts and somewhere up there kissed by wind she sleeps bamboo chimes singing his lullaby whispering... -Well, that’s for her ear. Run… Continue reading On The Kiss of Wind #2
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On The Kiss of Wind
On the Kiss of Wind I’m walking the length of the platform listening to Einaudi air fat with tourists each step honey slow I’m playing the high part on my right hand heels calacking looking down into the darkness for that sweet kiss of wind gentle mothers breath a droplet forming slick tongued and lanky… Continue reading On The Kiss of Wind
Michael Burrows 