The silhouette of a tree,
Painted sky behind the gray,
muted houses.

Watercolor sunset, carefully crafted;
Dark clouds plastered
on the surface.

Breaths of every person
condensed
into wispy concentrations.

Breaths in red, roaring rage,
others lavender, lucid love;
Fighting to dominate,
to shade the clouds.

Dissipating, they force the sunset
to fade to a deep indigo;
Arms wrapping around the clouds,
Holding them tightly in the sky.

All illuminated by the moon,
a hanging picture on a wall.
In a sky full of thoughts,
In a sky full of breaths.