Ocean Cumulonimbus - Kayo Dot

In the Land of Nod the fog rolls in

A moon slice of surgical precision

It streaks across a tortured sky

Days and weeks unfathomed cloud

Rolling in and bearing down

Crashing down and tumbling tumbling

Pinnacle of stone

Several all alone

Needles probing sea of mist

Swirl of ghost embrace and kiss

The jutting columns

Countryside

Tower islands miles wide

Solitary in the gray

Lives that toil their lives away

As overhead the airships hover

Silent running over air

No one knows what lives out there

The wheels of progress grind and spin

Crushing bones our loss their win

Breaking backs and pressing onward

The spirit of progress pushing downward