your cloud

your cloud,
the one above you.
dark and full of yesterdays,
fat with rain
darkens the room.
it's hard to be near
you with your cloud.
your sleet and hail,
your constant
storm of self,
the wetness of regret
and angry winds,
the constant gloom.
I have no answer for it.
I can only step towards
that spot of light
like a dog
finding sun, and move.