One Word Song

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Her Wind comes from nowhere
Neither north nor south,
Neither east nor west,
Yet it blows, howling and wild.
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Harmony of her sleepless sorrow Wind,
Is a calibered whistle with a lashing tail of ice,
Screaming, screaming as ripping silk,
An obi unwinding forever, her body spinning.
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Death and red hair, evidence embedded,
Music, prayers, dreams, children, fly free.
Burned lips carefully placed in an O,
She sings her one word death song, Wind.
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Bear … 09.18.2015
ⓒBearspawprint2015

Red Hair

Obi = 帯
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