Warming up

by Ralkkai

Warming up
to a new light, bright and with
the sound of twilight,
winds tear through Texas.
The room is dim and I
try to make things come alive for a
new culture that I don’t quite fit in with
again.

I’ve never been that one
to cite and recite and let the emotion
roll off of my tongue
like smoke from a cigarette
or whispers from a lover
or love from November

when autumn makes these winds
that tear through Texas
seem like breezes.

when I know it’s safe to dream again
with all the fear of summer gone
and I know the check is in the mail.

But I’ll still keep at it
as all the little rebels
come barreling in
with harsh words and silly fantasies
of ruling the world
with noises and rough edges.

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