November 12, 2015


Wind in the wires,
it's the sigh of wild electricity.
I'm on the edge of a cliff,
surpassing comfort and security.

Here comes a gale,
a crippling anger.
Sea birds are blown
into the rocks.
Grace is lost to thunder.

Getting lower.

See her waters break.
Rain falling to the sea.
Into a granite wave.

A unit.
A family.

It's just a sigh.
Just a sigh.

This wild electricity,
made static by industry.
Like a bird in an aviary,
Singing to the sky,
just singing to be free.

To be free.

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