Poem: Underneath the Clouds

I took this the other night.

My latest five-line, original poem.

Underneath the Clouds

the clouds poured into my cup;
i drank long and hard, choking
down the dark edges, not allowing
sunset beams to percolate, and still
the glass remained half empty.

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