Bluster

just a poem about the damn wind

Bluster

i don't sleep well on windy nights,
a rolling ruckus of light objects
fighting for purchase in the yard
i carry out my sentence in silence
why do you need to fight so hard?

i don't sleep well on windy nights,
a baleful bemoaning of creaking gates
i'm trying to find new ways to love
you're just throwing around your weight.

i don't sleep well on windy nights,
a toddler's tantrum of dissatisfaction
i'm defining where my boundaries lie
you, denying your own actions.

i don't sleep well on windy nights,
a chaotic cacophony of dislocated limbs
i'm right here, stuck in the middle
but with you, there is no end.

i don't sleep well on windy nights,
a horrendous howling of misplaced grief
i'm only saying this to warn you
i'm not kind if i don't get my sleep.