a boy asked me today, how do you float? i said i don't know.

sky puppet play

cloudy with chance of phallus

sky platform for michel tournier

cloud ranger

cloud sew

clouds give me liberty

father was a business man, he called himself a word whore, which strikes me as a good thing, though i wonder what pleasure was had.

it's like i don't exist

but am just visiting

loneliness crowds out

all company.

part of my soul went out to you and stayed

you will never break my heart, nor will this world's repercussions. you fortify me.