I am tired…
This morning
This afternoon
This night
This morning the wind was working hard and it just made me tired
hard blows that made the windows shake
Loud wisps against my ears
My hands with too many cracks
Could not withstand this force of air
So
It made me tired
This afternoon the wind pushed on
I tried to ignore it but it began to whistle
Louder and louder while the windows shook
So I whistled back
I let out all the air from my lungs
Hoping the wind understood the discomfort
It just made me tired
This night I don’t hear the wind
I don’t hear it’s whistles
I don’t hear anything
And it just made me tired
Dec 28, 2024
Dec 28, 2024 at 10:10 PM UTC
I am tired…
This morning
This afternoon
This night
This morning the wind was working hard and it just made me tired
hard blows that made the windows shake
Loud wisps against my ears
My hands with too many cracks
Could not withstand this force of air
So
It made me tired
This afternoon the wind pushed on
I tried to ignore it but it began to whistle
Louder and louder while the windows shook
So I whistled back
I let out all the air from my lungs
Hoping the wind understood the discomfort
It just made me tired
This night I don’t hear the wind
I don’t hear it’s whistles
I don’t hear anything
And it just made me tired
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