Clouds

Misty morning,
Dusty closet,
Small warning,
Leaky faucet,
Drip,
Drops,
One by one,
Cups run over,
Gold filled sun,
Darkness runs through my veins,
Maddens all to claims,
Of nightmares future past,
Light of ignorance past,
Black a billowy,
Smart and filling in,
Thin air surround,
A spirit wind,
Clouds escape,
That can not wait.........................

FTBAS 12.13.12