wind! you cry as it comes to you, wraps you up, lifts you off. wind! you cry as the world comes right up close to your face, pokes its tongue out, scampers round the corner. you wonder if it is yours, if any of this is, if it is as permanent or impermanent as it feels. your heart has swelled these last few days, so close to popping that you can feel it at the edge of your chest. so close to popping that when you breath sometimes you can feel the cockles of it catch, stretch, release. did you know your heart could do that? tonight, the car alarms explode, worried by the inclement weather and the threat of tornadoes. vic pol have sent out ten million text messages, telling us to batten down the hatches, telling us to stop, to huddle, to run to the basement. me, i am going out walking, my arms out, the wind all around me, laughing.