Bubble Sky

Bubble Sky On Jupiter, bubble creatures soar above the atmosphere Turbulent winds force them on in siren songs of blue and pink They drift blimp like around the giant ringed infinity World spins with them to that end Bubble ones don’t speak a word, don’t care, because they have no mouths Clouds fill in around them, somehow, without a doubt Solid dreams fill in distances as they go by Sky is large from being out in nature far from the sun Ghost like images, long flowing tentacles move through space Nearly nonexistent but bulbous non the less Translucent and beautiful