The sky in its liquid elegance shakes br and moves the bindings of old memories. br br They manifest themselves into clouds br that whimper in defiant silence. br br I wondered why, in looking upwards, br I could not define myself in br any discernible fashion. br br I am as transparent as the rolling br rain that shatters the majesty of br a summer’s day. br br I am as loose as the mud that br flows like fire across the br dangling ground. br br Images perform like daring soldiers br murdering the passion of the enemy. br br And now the words I try to speak br are tumbled like deserted cisterns. br br Drop by dropp I let my imagination br filter out unpleasant visions. br br I am so full of shattered hope br and slapping hands that br cause pain only to me. br br And now... yes now... the br clouds fall back and reveal br the bright black universe. br br I am floating in the sky. br Useless.br br Chris G.