without hardly noticing
at first
the mist rolls down from a leaden sky
the tops of buildings
you have known for years
disappear in a lowering greyness
only parts of structures remain
by which you can now take
your bearings for life
unthinkingly unknowingly unawares
until they silently cease to be there
a mild panic sets in at first
perhaps I am just tired
yes, I have been doing
too much for too long
life unbalanced by work
happiness robbed by loss
then the fear
creeps in
along the ground
like fog
when your back is turned
it pours over the breakwaters
there to protect you
snuffing out
the lights that guide you
leaving just the dull distant forlorn cry
for ships at sea adrift
but I am stranded
grasping for the middle ground
twixt mist and fog
still visible but greying
too soon
you do not know yourself
as others still see
but do not know you
moments of clarity there are
as sun disperses
if only for a moment
the choking
life covering grey
but as night follows day
leave me at least the grey
for I truly fear
the black

02/03/2009