I.
crazy wind and
who comes through this
time?
darkness
sibilance
what rises to the top
of the totem pole
furtive
give us this omen
forgive us
this crazy wind
and I can't stop shaking underneath
II.
crazy wind and
when I hear 'things' I hear
music (it is not
an imagining)
thunder here
the tulips dance and I fall down
from winter to spring again
everything wake up is new
everything sleep is translated from darkness
rain or hail hits the metal roof – pling
crazy darkness and
when I 'hear things' I hear
music
everything crossed out
