Terrifying.

poetry

“I thought I heard an aeroplane
it must’ve been just the breeze”
And that
Thought
Worries me.

Just the breeze. Just the
single most inherently
powerful thing that
touches us every day, but
we don’t even know it.

In the breadth of a single
instant, it could simply
decide to knock a car off
a bridge.

It could blow me apart.
It could blow us apart.
It has blown us apart.

But why worry so much?
“It’s just the breeze.”

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