HOW MIGHT CLOUD (UNCLOUD)

But how might cloud

work

its way inward, perform

good labour?

The marble bust of

some famed Roman-style

person (Senator perhaps,

or someone higher up

the food-chain, older

and yet wiser) has

seen so much

loving polish over

the years but

never a word of

thanks, encouragementn, kindness,

appreciation

just the steadfast look, though caught as if thinking, about to

say something,

Not "I am Spartacus" in a

million years of

historical re-interpretation,

pure wishful thinking.