Viscera
Mimi Goese
3:28The air awakes smelling of rain and hot concrete Batten down as much as you can against the cardinal direction No matter the amount of inkling there’s always an inkling Trees hold your ground Endure The stirring of the storm Brace turn into the wind Blind blind blindsided Howling churning gathering speed the wind the head the wind the tail the wind the whirlwind Endure Growing falling gurgling bawling Vast then float following the current Please hold your ground