• Sitting in the clouds

    Waving to Mary Poppins and the Olympian Goddesses

    The world below me looks so pristine from up here

    No war

    Rape

    Violence

    Just tiny forms bustling about busy streets

    Building rising to my left and right

    We humans have risen above the clouds

    Caught up in our own Babylonian conquest

    Whether knowing it or not

    We wish to be above god

    Natural selection and evolution from monkeys and all that rubbish

    Up here, is just silence

    Paired with a woman powdering her nose and women giggling and affecting the lives of
    men below

    Little people below me

    God is watching

    And he is above me perch among the angels, and they sing for your saving

    For even up here, the world is turning darker

    But also up here, I am safe from darkness

    So Mary, Artemis and I will all play go fish