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…the clouds looked like they were bought at Target or Walmart and then someone hung them up in the sky

Calvero

clouds

I was walking through
an empty parking lot,
	staring down at the ground
as I walked. 

There were dead galaxies
and black holes
scattered across the pavement.

I liked them
and found them all
very pretty.

Then,
	while looking down
	at the ground as I walked,
I saw something 
even prettier on the pavement
of the parking lot.

It was Leonardo DiVinci’s
“Mona Lisa.”

I don’t know what Leonardo DiVinci’s
“Mona Lisa”
was doing there,
	lying on the ground
	of this empty parking lot,
but, low and behold,
	there it was.

I stared at the painting
for a few minutes
and found it very, very pretty
and then my eyes did this thing
where they kinda refocused themselves 
or something.

	After my eyes did that,
I saw I wasn’t looking at
the “Mona Lisa”
after all.

What I thought
was the “Mona Lisa”
was just two, shattered
beer bottles.

One was brown
and the other was green.

The beer bottles were interracial 
and shattered into one another
and looked very much
in love.

I smiled.

Then I looked up
at the sky.

The sky was blue
and had clouds in it
but the clouds looked like 
they were bought 
at Target
or Walmart
and then someone hung them up
in the sky.

I looked back down
at the cohesively shattered,
interracial, beer bottle-couple
on the ground
that I mistook for
the “Mona Lisa.”

“I’m not like
the rest of you…”
I said
	out loud 
to no one in particular/
everyone in the entire world
even though there wasn’t so much 
as a single person around 
to hear me.
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Calvero

Calvero writes frequently and when he isn't writing he is more often than not eating Taco Bell, daydreaming about hunting ghosts, daydreaming about Taco Bell when he's not eating Taco Bell, working at a cat hospital, or screaming in frustration at whatever video game he's currently addicted to. He has appeared in numerous online literary journals and is also the author of someday i'm going to marry Katy Perry, a full-length collection of poetry published by University of Hell Press. Find him on the web at calveropoetry.tumblr.com.

Author: Calvero Tags: poetry Category: Poetry September 12, 2014

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