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.