Drawn to a Black and White World

Only a thin blue line
A hint of haze
As fog puckers its surface;
Smokescreen of view,
Visceral changes manifest as
Blurred shapes deep within a
Cloud- born haze form
Lines without ends,
Fields, their boundaries lost in
Vanishing spectral light-
Of
A chain of promises broken;
Drawn in are we or out
Into a black and white world?

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