Thin sheets of air

thin sheets of air

Outside there are dark clouds
humped monsters louring along the horizon
a blackbird sits on a branch sleeping away the darkness
but here the horizon is a dull green wall
and the darkness is a watery eye
closing on a dream of yesterday

thirty two paces is a thin world
it is crammed in my muscles
laid bare like an anatomy chart
&; bellows with 4 letter words

outside there is weather
cold snow wind
&; the smell of stars
but here there is only
a thermostatic void
while eyes tattoo frail
designs on thin sheets of air