I was out interviewing clouds amassing

the notes of a sky pornographer while patches

 

 

of the city subnormalized

by fear of fear like a reef bleaching closed

 

 

I took to the streets

looking for a human velocity

 

feeling disequilibrium

 

heavy in the abundance

of summer light

the silent apathy

of stars which is neither

silent nor apathetic

I am becoming weather

and

I don't

plan on doing

it alone