Saturday, May 10, 2008

twilight Fog

The twilight fog appears
Deep in secrets as a half-closed eye
a heavy-lidded, drowsy thing

Dullard and unknowing
Not quite sure, if it is
Made of night or day.

Off in the distance, a low moan
of something, not quite sure
whether to come or go

the fog, like Hamlet, holds in itself
a baleful question.

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