17th June 2019
#fowc #mist
The morning light falls
through fallen marshmallow
difficult to look through
just by looking
lights dipped low
as it slowly whirls around
noting the man in the reflective orange
encouraging you to slow down
familiar landmarks
obscured in the vapour
gravitate closer as you get near
greater fear – the mist gets denser – when
you find yourself chasing shapes
