The winds that blow, blow in my direction
lift me to my place of disconnection
winds vest in me so deep to help me breathe
Those days are gone, you just don’t know it yet
and those who float in thin air flirt with death
your dance with it will someday do you in
Stop now from trying to discourage here
I’m disconnected from all darkened views
my magic dice will make you hibernate
Winds vest in me so deep it helps me breathe
helps me make another disconnection
the winds blow always in my direction
Your ways are gone, you just don’t know it yet
the winds that blow, so soon they will forget
All images of daguerreotypes, ambrotypes, tintypes, cabinet cards, and postcards are from the author’s private collection. Photographs appearing on this writer’s pages on this site are licensed.
Copyright 2021 Michael Eugene Cantrall
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