Doublethink Beliefs

Get uncertain, fast. I remember some, not much. Clovers sweet and sour puckering my lips for the zing of existence, my sour sweet mouth always wanting more. Nimbus clouds float by above, soon there will be rain. ~~~ I hate coming back so many grieving people, only I feel it. On the porch at night I sit thinking of nothing I am not lonely. Blue moon in the pond across from the running crick, Look! deer in the street. ~~~ Sunrise, a pink bloom brief, like the morning glory, orange clouds settle.