To My Little Cloud

pink, gray, green
life.

loud and ever dissenting
though I could never
trade you,

and the cries, the coos,
halogen bulbs
that I know
are staring eyes.

damn little voyeur.

how you insist
on everything heard,

how you think thoughts
grandiose,
oversaturated,
sunflower oil.

never hide away

and always,
howl your truths.

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