I am cumulus cleanly spread on spaten.
los limbus, los nimbus,
as those cloud names sound sexual as heaps,
layers, those clouds; curls of hair
curls of rain, nimbus
lain long loud & longing on a flat slab sky.
Further fair weather altostratus
Push on passion, low nymphet,
Clouds gather, go on and on.
Go on and on. Go on and on.
No storm for showmen.
We shabby, wilful women
are dirty as a worn out welly.
