blue_sky_with_clouds blue sky with clouds i mark the blue sky with a quik-fix correction pen that kinko's forgot to charge me for, making clouds where there were none, as if our souls must be stained by decadent practices. she still smiles, like the sun in her painting. i look down at her gesso splattered doc martens. "nice work," i tell her and then we kiss. she is so fucking soft in my arms. i see myself in her eyes. 020615 what's it to you? who go blather from