The Weight of Wind

the weight of wind all life restrain as the lifting wing to the downward rain suppresses night trajectory pulse encephalopathy consume the night placate the moon transcends the dark a moth in ruin its haggard maw in gloom agape wallows darkness light escape the weight of wind my soul supine the slaughtered sun the twisted vine wrap me cold and fold my bones then weigh my body down with stones set me blind into the bleak under the scars I’ll hide-and-seek on edges soft we cannot die in god and sea the wind and I