Mill

little did the

the authorities

know

I am

my own wind

and mill

huff 'n puff

the grind

isn't easy

nor getting

easier

but

I'm still

chasing it...

my vagrancy

at clamps

pace

each bolt

loosening

and tightening

just so

7 horses

of power

on better days

...to vent

the wind

that blows

in my face

and I see

I am not

alone...

winding round...

our congregation

gathering...

the hillside

is full of

lighthouses

and windmills

looking

and flailing...

not surrendering

any thoughts

we blink and

grind our teeth

and take our

wind up

internally

08.25.2024

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