V moments

The bar is raised
High enough to be referred to as high
And then its measurements revised.
When the doodles lap up all meaning
Inherent in the skyline, the giggles are
Gaggled, the sun dust is brushed aside by the wind.
In this air of declaration, of declension, of  
Descendency, of defamation, you declare,
Pretend to descend in mock defamation.
The high bar is in need of constant re-
Measuring as the demands of the skyline
Seem to have changed along with the doodles in the sky.
Sun dust makes cloud like formations, so are
The clouds, the functioning of clouds, the mechanical
Logistics of clouds, obviated in any way, in any sense?

This entry was posted in Poetry.

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