ancient night wind

(my apologies - this is still more raw than I think right, but sometimes they need to sit in the sun by themselves, fermenting out beyond the ready reach of my fingertips)

the wind

my wind

                        blew through you too?

I didn’t know

            you felt it so

I thought you the tail

            of the kite

            dragged along behind

            the wind and I

you thought the kite was us

ages and eons and children too late

            the kite lost you

our words and hearts

            sat on opposite sides

            of the moment

and brought us along

            parallel paths

            but neither of us moved through the other

I regretting leaving you

            outside the wind

Now I regret you thinking

            all these years

            that you’d been inside the wind as well.

Twenty years

            of noisy winds

            that said nothing

            in the end

Kites more drag than lift

a thousand ways to fight the wind

you were faithless and fickle first

til I realized

            I’d cheated

            on you

            all along

            with the wind

            just me and the wind.

            my wind and I.