Fog – changing states

Creeping somewhere between 
Day and Night
Clarity obscured but
Strangely visible
Sound there
But audibly different
Senses dulled and clouded
Sharpened by drips off trees
Bent stems flopped forward
Flower over flower
Petals strewn confetti
On sodden grass
An absence of birds
Gives way to a feeling of emptiness
Changing states
One path crosses another
But the end cannot be seen.




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