There is a cloud that sails above the land,
a natural cloud made sentient by unnatural twist.
It looks and sees.
It listens and hears.
It touches and feels.
It knows and understands
human compulsion to exist.
Even so, the cloud may dissipate at any time.
© Rod McRiven 2020
Photograph: Rod McRiven
Yes, actually, I did miss you. I was quite happy to see an update pop up in my inbox!
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Thank you. I’m looking forward to seeing what people have been doing whilst I have been away.
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