eolian

buffeted by
the unceasing barrage
of hot air
flowing gulfstream-like
from your
gaping maw
my eolian esteem
can take no more
and I give in
born away
on the breeze
of your bravado
and "baby"s and
"you better"s
each breath
of yours
destroying a bit of me
so gradually
that I am scuplted
away into something
so insubstantial
a dandelion seed
in a hurricane