playing god

I felt something,
like the wind before rain
and began writing about it.
In the midst of the word “then”
I realized I didn’t feel that way
now.

It was frustrating
that a feeling can dissolve just
by thinking about it.

That a new color cannot be imagined
as the symbol against language.

That there are bones in my body
I don’t need
and piles of books by the door
unread
that will never be read
but could change everything.

I felt something,
like the wind after rain.
I felt it
and let it be.

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