a smattering of cloudsNO   not a smattering  staccato YES  staccatoclouded blue sky

DOTs  DASHs

                Morse Code

not since Scouts

if words escaped him

dots and dashs wouldnt be significant

                                         but he felt compelled

he followed his compulsions

which happened

                   if they didnt he hadnt intuitions or gut feelings to fall back on

compulsions were better

he couldnt stop looking at the clouds

wondered if they were talking to him  

hed keep that to himself

really wished he had a camera to record them

he had pen an paper

he segmented the clouds into clots left to right while somewhere in his head cried right to left as in Japan  back to front

which appealed to his lefthandedness

dot dash

dot dot

dash dash dash

dash dot dash

dash dot dash dot

dash dot

dot

     there were plenty more clouds in the sky but they were closelygrouped some bled into each other  he caught their merging out of his peripheral

the piece of sky he viewed  clouds more separate was sufficient

later at home he took up one of his dictionaries to see if the dots and dashes he recorded were actually letters

SURPRISE

             they were

seven letters

A

I

O

K

C

N

E

A I  O K  C N E

first A I wasnt O K by him

C N E 

       he bet an acronym which also wasnt O K by him  say whaya mean

Artificial Intelligence

                      OK  as conceding to its repugnant existence

C N E

first unfurled acronym

Continuing Nursing Education

A I is O K if its continually nursed educated 

   maybe  maybe not

it was audacious to imagine the universe might single him out to talk to

                                                                              however

who else that afternoon was looking at the clouds in the sky and wondering Morse Code

   the conjecturecant call it fact despite the fact of the clouds formations A I was communicated to him

though even clouds couldnt convince him A I was O K

approximately4PM,  Saturday,  7  10. 23

1234,  Sunday,  5  11. 23

ELP  Welcome to the Show  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=C_zo0FiNheI 

a quick inclusion from Helen Scales The Brilliant Abyss pg173  citing Rachel Carson 1961s The Sea Around Us  playing with her text  “The truth is that (AI) proceed(s) far more rapidly than our knowledge justifies . . . to (release) first and investigate later is an invitation to disaster.”  Ms. Carson was writing about the dumping of pollutants into the ocean