Weird Poetry



You’re my cloud, and my head is strangely in you.

I’m a cloudhead too,

In case you didn’t notice, Mr. Cloudyheadface.

It feels weird but right

That I am steeped in your precipitation,

And that I drizzle your drops of storm,

But I always catch them in my own rain guage so they can be reswallowed and repeated.

All over again.

All over again with my head strangely in your clouds.

But how do I get my head out of your clouds so I do not drown in your dewey drippy leaky condensation?

“You don’t.”

Well shit….




***[Insert meme about getting high.]***

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