Fog
Descends
Blinding
Deafening
Yet comforting
In its silence
Suffocating
But keeping me safe
From the toxic atmosphere
Of the world around me
In response to the Word of the Day prompt: fog
Inspired by life, death, and everything inbetween
Fog
Descends
Blinding
Deafening
Yet comforting
In its silence
Suffocating
But keeping me safe
From the toxic atmosphere
Of the world around me
In response to the Word of the Day prompt: fog
Whoa.
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Great work!!👏👏
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Good poem, Matt.
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