Nude Thoughts 37

See those clouds behind me? That’s the sky in turmoil. The sky took one look at me out here naked, and it said to itself, we’ve go to fuck that girl. Now the sky is trying to gather itself into a penis to slake its urgent lust for me. And here you come, you little human man, and you say you want me? Listen, the sky is your competition, all of nature wants me. Tell me -- why should I prefer you to all of nature? Explain that to me, please do -- before you can think of touching even my shadow.