Cloud

Cloud Born scared and breathed harshly; Justice knew not me; The mistake just occurred. I fluttered growing up. I ridiculed the neighbors. I assumed a ***** identity Till they all laughed and stared And made hurtful faces. So. Did I care? It's not important; It's breathing skepticism and fear and lonliness. The pits are bottomless Except for a grasp here and there. The magical dreams detonate anticipation.... Squeeze softly, gently; The flow of self may find it's way. Though don't hope too much, It may intimidate the real hopes, The honest achievement....... Whatever that can be. Damn! What did I mean? It's not vulgar, not tawdry, It's a fashion unique and new. Be it in a corner needed to unfold and even criticize.