There's no losing the sky

There's no losing the sky;
it's a list of things that can't
be separated. I just killed
a gnat but wanted to call it
a fly because it rhymes
with sky and I'm traditional
like that. My blog is like
the rain which can't be separated
from the weather. I'm partly
cloudy myself with a chance
for showers tomorrow morning.
No, the sky's my school and
the sun's my principal and
when he calls me to his office,
which is just stepping outside,
I know my ass is pwned
because it can't be separated
from this haphazard soul.