screaming like winds do

you took me

and stretched me

so flat and thin that i became
the dirt you walked on

and never noticed who it was
and when you came

to where i ended

you stepped off the edge
and i woke up

in total darkness

in an unfamiliar house

a house without windows

a house with cold cement floors
and a wind

that blows around inside
but never touches anything
i am that house

i am the cold hard floor
i am those boards

where there should be windows
and i am the wind

inside that house

blowing from one empty room
into another.