the fog emerges from the wood
like ****** spirits from their graves
reaching to join their brethren
aloft in the sky
blocking the sun
that beckons it ascend
the horizon is aglow
in the dappled sunlight
hazy with moisture
and heavy with the dead
Feb 24, 2018
Feb 24, 2018 at 2:05 PM UTC
the fog emerges from the wood
like ****** spirits from their graves
reaching to join their brethren
aloft in the sky
blocking the sun
that beckons it ascend
the horizon is aglow
in the dappled sunlight
hazy with moisture
and heavy with the dead
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