it's a vague
soft fog that comes along
on cat's
paws.
gentle in the night,
a blanket
of grey,
a cool wave of darkened
light.
it's how I feel
when
i'm dismayed.
confused or uneasy about
tomorrow.
I step warily
across the street,
first the left foot,
then the right.
Sunday, November 12, 2017
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