A Quartet of Nonsense, part 2 – Legless Wind

Breathless wind
On the run,
Constant pant.

Ducking, diving,
Charging, gliding,

But no hiding.

No pausing to refill
Your formless lungs.

No hand to stroke,
No head to kiss,
No ear to whisper;
‘Its okay, just tell me what’s wrong.’

No mouth to speak,
No eyes to cry.

Just a legless run,
No way to stop.

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