The Cloud Minders

I do so envy
your cloud dwelling existence

Embracing all that loose leisure time
the cerebral life affords

Soaking up the fine arts

Contemplating philosophy 

Sipping your lattes
at the Ethereal Cafe 

Tis no wonder

you float above
us mud dwelling types
who are forever destined to be
mired
in the desperate reality
your society ignores

Looking down

with the puffy bewilderment
only the out of touch share

So how's the fucking weather up there?