CLOUDS<\/strong>
\nWord Count: 285<\/p>\n

Puffs of clouds animate the blue blue sky. There is a bear chasing a ball, or maybe it\u2019s a witch\u2019s head. They spread as they drift towards me overhead. A mass becomes the four furies and they disappear. Then a lion\u2019s head that wears a hair bow in its mane. What does that mean?<\/p>\n

I\u2019m looking for you. It\u2019s religiously ingrained, I suppose, to look above.<\/p>\n

Hollow feeling. Nearly disemboweled. You\u2019ve left a tapeworm that eats away my insides bite by bite. I have no appetite to feed it. My skin shrivels to my bones because your touch alone brought it to life. My hands hang useless, strength unwrapped and lost somewhere. My eyes are all that\u2019s left to see with any clarity. A curse.<\/p>\n

There is no suddenness that can measure more than that of someone leaving. Someone dying. Gone is more than just away. There is no hotel room I can imagine where you are sleeping, reaching out for me because in sleep there is no consciousness of time and space. No restaurant I can picture where you take your meals, leaving crusts of bread that I would pick and finish. There is no rain I\u2019ll listen to when you say that it is raining there. There is no sound, no rain.<\/p>\n

You used to laugh and say that when a cloud passed overhead, I should know it passed above you too. You used to say you\u2019d call each night you were away.<\/p>\n

I can\u2019t help listening for the phone to ring before I clutch your pillow to my breast and fade into a night where maybe you\u2019ll come back in dreams. I can\u2019t help watching bears and lions march across the sky.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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