cloud

that dark cloud
the one that looms
inside
that one
the one made of achings
of soreness
the longings
and fears
the rage
the exhaustion
the one that grows
when there’s not enough
of what’s needed
all that
just imagine it
alongside everyone else’s
all together
an unspeakable vastness
a great blackness
it’s that
that makes us
the same

"dry dock boat"