August 8, 2022.
who talked to me as if I was one of his old coon dogs
Expected me to take orders and talk
- only when spoken to
Beat me like a rusty nail
Blamed every bit of black and blue
on my will to live and stubbornness
and worst of all, I believed it too
Finally, I said either he changes or I'm gone
He asked me if that was another empty threat
- that he was supposed to believe -
when I was too chicken shit to really leave
Found myself sneaking out the back screen door,
telling it to be silent, just this once
That after I'm far away, it can let out its scream -
and never give that man one minute of peace
When the harsh wind blows,
he will hear that screen door close
and know it's just the ghost of me
- wanting to watch him wallow in his pride and grieve
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Note: I asked a little while back if there was any interest in my plan to record myself reading my poems, and I just started to slowly get them done. You can find this poem, as well as others, right here:
https://soundcloud.com/aidan-251595199/when-the-harsh-wind-blows
Poetry by aidan haskel
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Written on 2022-08-08 at 16:33
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when the harsh wind blows
Insecure, little mouse that watched me like a hawkwho talked to me as if I was one of his old coon dogs
Expected me to take orders and talk
- only when spoken to
Beat me like a rusty nail
Blamed every bit of black and blue
on my will to live and stubbornness
and worst of all, I believed it too
Finally, I said either he changes or I'm gone
He asked me if that was another empty threat
- that he was supposed to believe -
when I was too chicken shit to really leave
Found myself sneaking out the back screen door,
telling it to be silent, just this once
That after I'm far away, it can let out its scream -
and never give that man one minute of peace
When the harsh wind blows,
he will hear that screen door close
and know it's just the ghost of me
- wanting to watch him wallow in his pride and grieve
⚛》》》》》◆《《《《《⚛
Note: I asked a little while back if there was any interest in my plan to record myself reading my poems, and I just started to slowly get them done. You can find this poem, as well as others, right here:
https://soundcloud.com/aidan-251595199/when-the-harsh-wind-blows
Poetry by aidan haskel
Read 248 times
Written on 2022-08-08 at 16:33
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