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The Weather
September 22, 2011
The exterior is thick with humidity,
damp with rain,
and I’ll never experience fever like this again.
My body is being taken
(through the wind of a thousand hurricanes)
to a building with no climate;
I will be my own meteorologist,
forecasting eroded rocks and failures,
and seldom I might discover a window to peer out of.
Squinting,
I could catch the stories –
those of capability, disability, and susceptibility –
my willowed reflection screams.
And, though I will always have my wrinkled palms,
they will never hold the weather.
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