Open up, police!
Open this heart up, right now!
I’ll kick your chest in!
Author: Weston
244
Crashing powder, white-
Out, the windshield can’t keep clear,
Guide me, I can’t see
243
Flight of all color
Gone are the reds, the yellows
Where has it all gone?
242
Heavy coat held close
Against a frigid spitting
And a howling dark
241
Gravity’s chains firm
Dragging down slowly, softly
Each little snowflake
240
Howling wind, biting
Gnashing, shrieking, howling wind
What upsets you so?
239
A Leaf brought on wind
For a while, we enjoyed us
Then she blew away
238
Hello, is this on?
Hello, anyone hear me?
Hello, hi, hello.
237
I think I’m drowning
In decisions made for me
Do I need a hand?
236
Ya know, s’not like me
To whine and pine like I have
But you bring it out

