a cold wind
three o’clock every night
at the airport a cold wind
would start blowing
most never thought
anything of it
i always said it was the
ghosts waking up from
their slumber
they always thought i
had something a little
extra in my cigarettes
i use to sit back and
watch the lightning
see if i could blow
the perfect smoke
ring
never could
i once watched a
woman strip naked
when that cold wind
started blowing
ghosts for sure
the sex drive never
ends
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