The Clouds
Cameron Morse
Theo asks me to lie down
with him and watch the clouds.
Late afternoon, Lili
in the kitchen, Omi brings me
a Japanese beetle
just stirring its barbed
lethargic legs. How small am I,
how self-important?
Lili beats egg with hemp
seeds for the crust, making
pizza possible, making it
possible for me to eat pizza
on my diet, for me to rock back
on the rough deck boards
beside my son. Clouds spin out
waving white tentacles.
I gather the iridescent carapace
in a leaf, set sail
over the deck rail before Lili
returns with a tissue.
Cameron Morse
Theo asks me to lie down
with him and watch the clouds.
Late afternoon, Lili
in the kitchen, Omi brings me
a Japanese beetle
just stirring its barbed
lethargic legs. How small am I,
how self-important?
Lili beats egg with hemp
seeds for the crust, making
pizza possible, making it
possible for me to eat pizza
on my diet, for me to rock back
on the rough deck boards
beside my son. Clouds spin out
waving white tentacles.
I gather the iridescent carapace
in a leaf, set sail
over the deck rail before Lili
returns with a tissue.