Chasing after the Wind
Chasing after the Wind
In the armpit of a tree
between striking chords of grass
everything chasing
nothing
everybody chasing
breaking wind to interrupt
the symphony of airconditioners
I think he left a note somewhere
Waiting on the obverse of a kite.
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- Published:
- 14.11.09 / 11am
- Category:
- On Essaying, Poetry