another bogus book club photo session where no one reads the book and we just stare at each other like somethings gonna happen. i reach and my grasp is empty. i thought about books with clouds, the cloud of unknowing, cloud-hidden, whereabouts unknown, and i dipped into the cloud of unknowing and it seems fraught with god, weight without gravitas or levity, so i toss the book and apologize to the pointers for another fake book group session, and revert to looking at clouds. today, mid may clouds came out of my mouth, too trifling to rise like cumulus.

i still like the title, and it may be the same with cloud-hidden, maybe it's the idea of clouds that pertains. pointers, bear with me!