Wow
Those are cool-looking clouds
That for a moment carry me away
And they could have that same effect
On anyone who happens to see them
And so much depends upon the word could
I wandered alone as is my wont
But never lonely never truly alone
I made eye contact for example
With the guy I’d seen once or twice before
Who tends to the neighbor’s landscaping
How are you he said to me good I replied
How you doing fine he said and we both smiled
Albeit without showing any teeth
The driver of the big car carrier
Blasted his air horn in thanks perhaps
That I should let him pass at the crosswalk
I made the oscillating hand gesture
Both thumb and pinky finger extended
I figured it was easier for me than him
To wait a couple of extra seconds
And the beloved a few yards away
Or half a mile at the greatest extent
Toiled away at her work-from-home
The thousand glitches that software is heir to
The software too delicate too moody
Too quick to make covert accusation
Or outright of operator error
The operator an eminent practitioner
And a human person patient to pursue
Work that conduces to improvement
She had given my back a little rub
Before I departed
Each time I return my gaze to the sky
The clouds have changed a little or a lot
The same that dapple
Above the whole neighborhood
She cannot see the clouds just now
And even if I had never seen them
Even if nobody ever sees them
Still would they be looking cool