isnt cirrocumulus a type of cloud...hope that cleared things...

please reply to other members of the board because this
is getting slept on because of this possibly...

I meet new friends
They join in my adventure
We grow large in our numbers
We have now entered ground level
We storm past rocks; thundering
Animals attack us, I lost many friends
Almost lost myself

I dont know what to call this but the first three lines
I can relate to for real...many people were fronted on
and really dont know my friends or how I really am....
results of playing roles for certain people and wasting
years and productive time....

this would be good..read very very slow...in front of lots
of people with some addlibbing about every five lines or
so just asking the people questions in between....
not my favorite type of poem but I hear things like this
on open mic nights....well done

la paz