Poem: Cloud

 

Cloud

 

flaunty in its fluff, the cloud

failed to find release,

just hung there,

dense with unseen yet obvious emotion.

 

its seamless shell of flesh,

deliberate and obstinate as

tectonic plates, inched and

inched and inched until

 

it became what happens to a body of water

which holds onto a lie so tightly

it rises up, phantom grey,

to inform a tragic statue.

 

yes,

 

belly full of electric lust,

frustrated in a wallow of

merciless gravity, the cloud 

moaned without a sound, ignored

 

by lawn after manicured lawn,

patio squared with patio,

and all the grills of searing flesh

in barbecued lines.

 

 

 

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