Clouds cast shadows onto one another

Stories end

protected by people we know

who look on

with wet eyes.


Clouds drift sideways

Such as drivers do

distracted by the radio

passing symbols stored in clouds

Time-stretched as they are.


When the world is on fire

smoke plumes —

things drifting sideways lose their name

We might help them

avoid wet eyes.


Crystals, candles and symbols

Necklaces made of lightning

hang around your neck

weighing you down.


Seek shelter in a grey cloud

You might paint it and call it yours

Doorbell and all

Stairways and snails

taking their time to reach up.


Put your foot through a symbol

Excite lightning

Blow a plume away.


To live

behold the softness of clouds.