Fog

13 Dec

All the air is white
Spectral seagulls glow on grass
Spider webs heavily glisten on glass
Clouds of droplets suspended en masse
And I am stuck inside

I’m lost again
All the things I know are there
In the candy floss, but where?
Obscured no matter how hard I stare
I’ll forever search in vain

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