A Cloud Shaped Like a Lover

Crystal River by the old Movie Gallery (SE 3rd Street)


A cloud shaped like a cow skull

with the moon blowing out its eye.

A window half open and a woman

waiting inside—


Shooed away to some other lost gutter,

where trash and spiders meet

to capture lost lovers.

I build myself a new fire.


A question now comes to mind:

A reason,

A purpose.

A search inside, wandering,

looking up to the sky.


See a cloud shaped like a lover,

with the sun blowing out her eye.


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