wind

so what do I know
about words, about poems: life?
nothing: so blow me.

okay, okay... think:
i rush past and fling it up
pink panties. awesome.

and now i wonder
is punctuation normal
for haiku, or wind?

woosh shoowsh, ooooh wooh oooh
that is what you expect, right?
you are a bigot

just cos i am air
you think i dont know a thing
you are so wrong though

it’s easy writing
with hands and pens and paper too
i’m not jealous, just…

my life is complex
ups and downs and back and forth
nothing but pressure