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Oct 2010
Fog
The world it disappeared tonight
the fog came rolling in
he consumed, engulfed, stole everything we know

The owl, it did not call tonight
it sensed seldom in the air
held breath and frosted glass
snatching at your memories

The children retreat to their home
frowns etched onto snow white foreheads
a hidden burrow undercovers called safety

Lock your doors tonight,
He's coming like a ghost, dancing silently
blanketing the sacrificial trees under the weeping golden moon

"Don't breathe too loud" he comforts the night,
don't break the spell

The dew will be next to drown the flowers
© Katrina Smith, 2o1o
Katrina Smith
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