sunshadely weather. but a shadow can't exist without the light it blocks, and comes to emanate from in turn. the most prominent precipitation of a scattered sky of fluffy beings is an occasional, perhaps-welcome ebb of the sun's heat. cloudgirls protecting us, their reflectivity beaming back out among the loudest celestial objects. relaxed and cheerful, happy to give occasional relief from a wonderful phenomenon. and in the night, they don't let cold fall upon us, keep our fires stoked. in the deserts where they don't reach, there's only extremes; and no break from them.

sun's flares, soft, flee, sundry flights, sealing folds;
wilts' lulls, whales' lies, wintry lands waft to light;

its flitting soft flights of
shifting, chaining shoaled chills
oily feathers. onset forthcome
their bodies couldnt keep it afloat.

sun's flares, soft, flee, sundry flights, sealing folds;
wilts' lulls, whales' lies, wintry lands waft to light;

an aphantasmagory is not, in fact, a lack of phantasmagoria, but a vibrant fantasy of thought and idea and coursing connection, and of effects made causes and causes made effects. it's perception without sight nor hearing made known.