Yesterday I was admiring
These clouds, like smoke,
Drifting across the sky,
So peaceful…
And so my brain was patterned on them
The way that happens for visual people,
And so, and so, and so,
When later those photos caught my eye,
I thought, more clouds, but no!
Angelenos, protesting these heinous raids,
And the National Guard, called out again,
Against our own people —
Not peace but war,
UnCivil.
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