Leyden Jar

August 28, 2012

We don’t doubt clouds: how fast answers
will follow fast questions. How the ‘I’ cloud is a disguise
that raindrops wear to hide their souls inside
the rainbow; how we are only creatures
of reflection, not the recipients
of light and its refraction, a mystic
overlord the whole sky needs, friends, picnic
ruined or not. How our precipitance,
is a kind of theft we practice on ourselves
each day. How even the sun hurries the sky
and leaves the ground bereft and scarred except
for them, the clouds. It all seems so pointless.
How cloud scars are like lightning in a Leyden jar,
our abundance overburdening.


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