Tag: Clouds

Oblivion – 15:51GMT

Did you think the world would end?

I’m regretting that I ended up in here;
can’t read or write or draw.

Yesterday (it feels like yesterday)
I detected a 6% chance of oblivion
coming on, like a light precipitation
stalled by the height of the clouds.

Were it to have more gravity,
a poor excuse for brevity,
I do genuinely feel like the world
would have stood a chance to–at least–
become toast, a crispy roach’s paradise.

But as it stands now, every day
of our consumption
is another plastic nail
in the coffin of our lovely carelessness.

I really wish I could use my arms.

LXXIII

What do we do when we want to make an impact, or at least leave a mark on society? We dig in our heels and yodel to the clouds, of course. Now, if there are no clouds to be found, we must either wait for some or travel to a place currently retaining the buoyant clumps of tiny water droplets. This may seem arbitrary, until you’re informed that the gods in charge of globe-altering reside in the clouds, and choose to only help those who call for them directly. Several peoples have discovered this intricate balance with the universe, guaranteeing that their names live on in history books as great yodelers. Oh, and great civilizations.