Monday, August 12, 2013

Drafty Argument for Functionalism

When my window's
not there—
I don't really 
care if 

the wind—knotting 
in from
the west—or just 
south 
of there—carries
all sorts
of possible low
pressure threats or 
whatever;

I don't want
to be 
told 
how to hold
on to what's blowing (What is 
it
anyhow? All I know
is it's blowing)—sure
as the feeling of
tension
on bare skin

besides—whatever
it is, its 
only
like
this—if it behaves

like a breath
of fresh
air—
then it is one.

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