You just went by
With no one to see you, practically.
You were in good shape, for a cloud,
With perhaps several minutes more to exist
You were speaking, or seemed to be,
Mouth open wide, talking, to a
Belted angel-shaped cloud that was riding ahead.
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"A Big Clown-Face-Shaped Cloud" by Kenneth Koch, from Collected Poemsof Kenneth Koch. Copyright 2005 by The Kenneth Koch Literary Estate. Reprinted with the permission of Alfred A. Knopf, a division of Random House, Inc.