C L O U D S

The giraffe can see the clouds

but cannot come back to earth

He can watch the birds

but never see the soil

The giraffe knows the stratosphere to remarkable precision

with vital smells and upbeat winds

But still forgets to feed his children

It can walk, but not run

reach but not squat

gaze but not peer

smell but not hear

Like everyone

It gawps at the stars

but sees nothing

It chews smoothly on lettuce for lunch

and lettuce for dinner

It runs in the evening,

and sleeps past dawn

It gawps at the stars

but sees nothing

It lives forever

and dies in the blink of an eye