Cloud Amoeba

Cloud Amoeba
Andrew Jones

Remember when the clouds were birds?
And they would stretch on one side,
ebb to the other,
extend out like the
arm of an amoeba
towards what?
– I cannot say,
What else would they engulf?
They already have the sky,
but they were always reaching,
always towards something.

Andrew Jones is a writer in western Pennsylvania. He can be seen getting lost in numerous forests with his dog just as the sun sets.