This Dark Dark Cloud - July 14, 2026

Gary Hunter

Jul 14

1 min read

no signs like leaves bending

a funny flight of sparrows

or me ending my nail biting

this one won’t be predicted

emotions can grow like hurricanes

it will be my life’s epic storm

the release won’t be spotted

the way I look out back, check

the pool for bouncing droplets

today’s weather, a dark damp

sponge, reminded me that someday,

it will be squeezed and liberated

I can sense it approaching the horizon

building for a whole lifetime

inside me there is a cloud

I stopped biting my nails

a week ago

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