WILD IS THE WIND

Our words wounded
by the wind.

The storm tearing our sentences
apart

scattering them here and there
every now and then

a noun
makes it through

or an adjectival clause
- a strong verb.

We only know
we talk but hear

nothing.

We give up.
Kiss.

This incenses the wind who
lashes our faces

with our hair
but do we care.

The wind unable
to blow the kiss away.