Them Clouds

I dispersed them clouds:
fluffy, soft, cuddly
clouds.
like shooing a crowd of flies,
like diffusing unwanted soot;
for clouds bring
rain,
storm,
deluge
- leaving me drenched
to the inside
and I hate wet
I hate them
them clouds.

and so I diffused them clouds
and the sun now shines cheerfully,
glad that she's
free
from the bond-age,
from being
unseen;
and so she flashes those rays
so beautifully...

but now I
regret
bidding them clouds good-bye
for now I couldn't
stare at the vast
(now) sky blue sky
without my vision
clouded
with tears..

so I now
look away
and behold the
even heated, bland, dark ground;
leave my back and neck:
burnt
and
burning.

without them clouds...

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I love my infrequent bursts of metaphor.

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