two clouds.


brown paper
packaging…

while she also
at her house
drew pastel clouds

.raining.

they forecast it,
we do not listen any more,
just check the window.

no one does nothing

substantial

even after all this time .

watching all the crime.

the list is long  & unbelievable,

then longer and extra unbelievable.

each day.

yet no one seems to do anything.

i says this out loud to mine &  can do nothing

substantial.

only shaking.

the roads here are winding, the leaves are changing.
best not to bang the teapot down on serving, best
to tell the truth.

dreamed of devastation,           flew miles        low
over concrete .   skeletons,      bones of the thing.
all is dust, as dust we have become.                 slow.
grey.

is an old fashioned thing

which can mean many things

mostly in black and white

films

recently it came up again

and was challenged

regarding the personal space and bony joints

funny bone

&

foolishness