Horseback Clouds


These new pervasive clouds
From an occluded front
With profuse and broody
Moodiness, as though
Teenage gods
Of atmosphere
Affronted by my summon,
Slowly and somewhat pensively
Clear the thick polluted
Sticky smears of last summer
With puffed-out cheeks
And youthful
Misanthropy,
Caring less for my ode
To their growing dominion
With a gold-glowing edge,
Truly so overdue
With their contusions,
With their fresh blusters
From the heart of a faraway
Universe, touch me with
Their shadows and replenish
Each bold illusion within me.
These troops on horseback-clouds,
Homesick for deserted towns,
Lovesick for apparitions,
Nostalgic for a rotten drink,
Are very much preferred
And welcomed into
One more day ahead
At my desk,
As I write,
And sleep,
And forgive myself again.

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