The wind was strong but directionless. It swirled through the city stirring up dust and smog, bending trees and lifting leaves. Debris danced about in spirals as people danced about in annoyance – grimy eyed and chalk toothed they scowled at the sky.
With a direction, any direction, the wind would have swept the city clean. Instead all it did was stir up settled dregs of stagnant lives, kept their accumulated clouds low and gray, solid and opaque.
At night, the wind was the thief of sleep. It clawed against brick and wood, chewed its way into bedrooms and beneath pillows. It knocked on window panes with knuckled branches, slammed doors, lifted shingles and tiles, did whatever it could to keep the dreamers from dream.
The dreamers maintained as best they could, but the wind got into their mouths through gaps in their teeth. It twisted its violence into thoughts and added its directionless fury to every lung it filled. Sand ground against molars, tensions built, snapped tight like white sails – fraying at the edges, waiting to unravel. Insomniac dreamers, unwoven seams twisting in the wind, looked for excuses to lash out and found many. Everything was amplified into distortion and feedback
Some fled, away from the city and its erosive wind. Others took their own lives or the lives of others. Like the sand between their teeth, they ground each other away against the glass and steel of the city. The friction of stagnant lives dissolved even those dregs to dust – added to the nonliving tang in the air and the oppressive gray of the sky.
They all blamed the wind. It was undoing all that had been built, large and small. They never sought the source of the wind, they simply shook their weary fists at it. They never saw that the wind was theirs, generated from the frantic bustle of their lives, from their ever expanding wakes and their ever increasing paces. They gave birth to the maelstrom that would consume them, a collective serpent with its tail between sandy teeth. With blame in their hearts, all they could do was chew.
Just some thoughts on society and the middle management mentality it seems to have adopted. The collective non-accountability is especially prevalent in larger cities.