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For the Wind

I went into thewind today
That tempest that raged outside.
While you were wrapped into your robes

wrapped around your coffee mugs
I went into the wind.

I laughed at you-behind-the-window-panes
encased in stale air

While I opened my arms to the wind
The wind went into me.

I felt the raindrops pressed against my skin
by the wind

While chlorine droplets fell from your showered hair
The rain went into me.

I slipped through the dampened fields
You wallowed in the Restoration and geometry

But the wind has restored me
the rain has made shapes on my flesh Euclid

could never understand
As you can never understand
How the wind and rain have gone into me.

-Angela Tremain

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