Important Contacts Poem by Hans Ostrom
Important Contacts
Talk to the wind, the perfect listener. It
will carry your words with it gladly. Rant
your rage at fire, the perfect anger, which
consumes even itself. Worry with Winter,
the perfect concern, the chill-factor. It
will fold your fears into its cold clouds sadly.
Connive with the sun, which loves news
and gossip and tries to get around to visiting
everyone at some point every day.
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