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The Cloudy Veil

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I feel cloudy today.
Wrapped in puffy, white flavorless cotton
Candy, surrounded by swallows and cranes;
Surrogate acquaintances to my thoughts.
Sunny smiles dab at my chest now and again,
Swirled together with a massive blue friend.
The sky is water today, as I dog paddle to land,
Breezes whisk me away and the leaves look like hands.

I feel foggy today.
I'm rubbing my eyes damn it, my forehead's wrinkled!
My shoulder blades jut out and bare my skeleton
For handguns and needles and half-raised eyebrows.
Snail-like movement plagues me; I'm waiting to be crushed.
Not quite snow or rain, just slippery sidewalk slush.
Drizzly in my home I sniffle and cough up mucus,
Shivering in a stratus prison, my sentence cumulonimbus.

I feel clear today.
Arms stretched high, cracking bones snap like rubber
Bands.  My eyes are diligent metal detectors
Sweeping minefields for chattering death traps.
Today, Mr. Sun blinds my eyes and they leak water,
I notice paths that lead to freedom while others lead to slaughter.
No, not a giant ball of gas, clearly a suited man looming across the bay.
I stay scrunched in a ball in my head.  I miss my clouds today.
Figured I'd upload something so I'm not just an empty soul on here. Wrote this this past semester. Possibly my favorite that I wrote during that time period.
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