- Vol. 04
- Chapter 12
The Cloud Breakers
plunge and spill in the oceaned sky, refract in a curve a gust of breath.
Cirrus ripples, cumulonimbus breakers, your spirit observes as it rises above yourself
spread on a blanket laid on watered memory sand.
Out of body, out of mind, look at the lilted lap at your feet of cloud tumble, wax and wane
of moon tempered ruffled white.
A tide of clouds inches down, leaves a faint thought of where it has been.