{"id":377,"date":"2018-05-17T00:30:17","date_gmt":"2018-05-17T00:30:17","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.writehanded.org\/poetry\/?p=377"},"modified":"2018-05-17T00:30:17","modified_gmt":"2018-05-17T00:30:17","slug":"brain-cloud","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/writehanded.org\/poetry\/2018\/05\/17\/brain-cloud\/","title":{"rendered":"Brain Cloud"},"content":{"rendered":"

For Ginny<\/em><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Some days you wake up underwater<\/p>\n

all your plans drenched<\/p>\n

the mirror stays foggy long after the shower is turned off<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Last week I watched a movie from 1990<\/p>\n

where Tom Hanks got diagnosed with a \u2018brain cloud\u2019<\/p>\n

\u201cI knew it,\u201d he says, shaking his head, surging up from the chair<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

He quit his job, dated multiple women, spent all his money<\/p>\n

and decided to sacrifice himself in a volcano<\/p>\n

The story gets a little hazy at this point<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

At the edge of the crater, he finds out he never had a cloud<\/p>\n

but it had already changed his life<\/p>\n

In the end he floats off happily on some suitcases he\u2019d bought earlier because they were very expensive and waterproof<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Look, I\u2019m not saying it\u2019s a good movie,<\/p>\n

or even a good metaphor<\/p>\n

But I\u2019ve thought about buying some suitcases more than once<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Yesterday I hiked up the hill that marks the Centre of New Zealand<\/p>\n

sheltered by bush until the last hundred metres, rain resting in my hair<\/p>\n

at the last corner I broke above the fog<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

and saw the straight lines of the city below<\/p>\n

and the flat bright ocean beyond<\/p>\n

stretching out in welcome.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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