deep, strap
in, and hunker down,
clouds—
in the background
every morning,
do-si-do-ing.
Clouds
joining, separating, freely
flowing,
and unbound.
Clouds without debt;
clouds intent
on nothing.
Clouds never tired
of involving one another.
Clouds with borders
so blurry and porous
as to make
us stop and think
(at least,
if not
in such a callous rush):
no wonder
they're so far
above us.
