Poetry. CLOUD COMPUTING supposes the sui generous and then is so bold as to use any means necessary to "compute" said thing/world. The answers are pulled down from clouds, black boxes, and the like, and they seem mostly correct. Any errors we can pull out seem immediately to fall under Wittgenstein's mantra "The world is all that is the case," or Frank O'Hara's gravestone, "Grace to be born and live as variously as possible," or maybe even Warhol via Cale, "Faces and names, I wish they were the same." If this book of poems were a movie, it would be a blockbuster action flick with lots of pyrotechnics, and you can bet its tagline would be: There is no nexus in the cloud.