when it's time for clouds

one day
these sounds
and thoughts
that permeate
throughout my brain,
will be nothing but
dissipation behind
the music of
crickets.

when that time
comes,
i want to playing
in the nighttime clouds.

i want to pinch
the moon,
and make it laugh.

i will swim
up there,
between the slits
in the clouds.

at this time
gravity
will only be
a fairytale.

and if your watching
on the ground,
where the crickets
make sense,
just know
that i'll be better off
up there.