Haibun 20

stirring my scotch with a nail

smoking a cigar i see the clouds forming and wonder to myself if anything i did caused that figure to form in the sky. what part of me is up there. does it matter. no i guess it does not. my little circle of smoke did not meet with cumulus clouds to form the eye in the sky. and yet i feel a tinge of pride. yes pride. maybe all i did was inspire that cloud. maybe all i did was wish that shape into the sky. but dammit i am part of it somehow. or so i believe. or so i believe.

drunk
passing through
nebraska
a gorilla
winks at me

First published in Prune Juice!

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