The Nest That Never Gives Up

It isn't long,

Before the wind will turn into a storm.

A storm of unchallengeable proportions.

A storm of carnal rage;

Of catastrophic desires.

A strange melody of a million notes.

A noise that can defeat music.

A want to drift into itself,

A want to reach out and destroy.

And as the wind challenges

the birds' nest flailing and waving,

It watches the nest fall to its death.

It walks in silence.

More for later, it says,

More, for later.