it does not know
which direction to point
so many mouths
so many opinions
the whole afternoon
sitting on my neighbor's roof
it just keeps vacillating
and whining
the whole afternoon
I have been waiting
for it to find a foothold
and to point its spearhead of anger
directly at the heart
of the storm
Dec 30, 2020
Dec 30, 2020 at 4:57 PM UTC
it does not know
which direction to point
so many mouths
so many opinions
the whole afternoon
sitting on my neighbor's roof
it just keeps vacillating
and whining
the whole afternoon
I have been waiting
for it to find a foothold
and to point its spearhead of anger
directly at the heart
of the storm
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