winding

whipping, whistling, slipping through the bedroom window
tugging the curtain
atonal melody
singing over the clumsy beat of a one pound clock
unlatching the door
clicking it closed
sucking it open
pushing it shut
shushing the birch leaves off scratchy branches
crashing something down the street
something not fragile
something not meant to be quite so temporary
something broken 

~

CLP 01/12/2021