In spite of melting
I am formed of clouds
Cast on the wind

I am nature's mutation
Existing without being

Life churns in avenues and cinches
I am cosmic expletives

Tear me apart
And let me wisp
And deteriorate
In the map of stars

Give me nothing
But a push
And I will drift forever

Who is that?
Was it me once?
What is "What is what is?"

I remember bleeding
Before tears

I am seated in the cusps
Of fissures in time

Harrowed
Is my nature
Unto oblivion
I am

Oblivious

For
I have no mind
For earth