KRAZY GAZE

Looking up from doorway

on city street I dream away

to snug warm southern breeze

across naked flesh in the rain

that drips down off of weeping

willows.

My eyes ache & close against

the cold blue chill of Michigan winters

filled with snow men, clouded stares,

& ice princesses skating by with their

frigid wakes thrashing against me &

cutting so deep that my blood gushes

hot down onto the pavement.

My eyes;

they stay closed...

My guise;

no one knows...

The wisdom that's flowing...

In the cold wind that's blowing...

That kisses my pain as it chills my toes -

That wisdom it fills me...

That cold wind sets me free...

That death wind it steals me away from my woes.