Wind Was Crossing

You wear two thin coats

You make only war

Crumbs and futuristic visions

Unsettled on the floor

   

Thinking about what I need to behave for

I’m sure I’ll burn that bridge when I get to it

Is it all still like you left it?

In the summer, sun floating

just behind the clouds

So hot that I could feel it

without seeing, without being blinded

    

Your cries to me are disappointing

I gaze upon you like a painting

I ate it up, no apology

The wind was crossing and it had to push me

I’d bring it all down if I could

The horses, trees, the mountain of me

I can’t believe how hard they stood

In front of all I couldn’t be

      

Your lies to me are so inviting

I wait for you to swing and

I bite it back, the rage the rage

It’s not enough to turn the pages!

      

Looking back I landed

In a way that shows my empty hands and

You may always call my bluff

But know that will not be enough