Poem: Wound

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It’s been a while! So, here’s my latest original five-line poem. This thought came to me in the foggy haze of this morning.

Wound

today i wound up the wind into a box
to watch it later wind its way through
my wounds. maybe the kiss of its breeze
will release me the way the tides of the sea
releases those stranded at the shore.

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