Behind self-conscious translucency
the word sees me through blind eyes;
I want the world to see me
like the smoke in my mirror.

In my mirror
I’m a blank face:
no name,
no identity.

I can create my own images of
everything. Everything
I want them to see me as
everything, I want to be

22 thoughts on “Fog

        1. Honestly, that is the best time to write and I’m sure those are really good. All of those kind of emotions are the ones that make writing & poetry great. You should post up some on here!


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