Dear Windy,

Please escape out the front door.

I’ve left it open for you.

You always sneak out the back.

But there obvious signs that can’t be hidden

The draft still lingers from your escape.

The smell of air can’t be extinguished.

The melted layers of my nasal cavity can’t be regrown.

The damage is done.

It’s not forgotten.

Love, Me

 

Dear Windy,

I thought we had an understanding?

I’ve think I’ve had enough of you!

People are starting to talk.

I don’t know what to do.

 

I don’t want to leave my house anymore.

The gurgling’s vamped up

I can’t get through a meal no more

No friends won’t come to sup

 

DM 11/20/2014