Fog
Fog
Roiled eagerly
Out of my morning
Mug and rolled
Over counter tops
Swirled around
Furniture and
My feet
Curled about me
Rising
The thick sedation
Of memories
Its humid walls
Of hazy safety
Tried to lull me
Scare me, keep me
Stuck and still
Instead I brave
What I cannot see
I move to open
Windows and doors
To create
My own clearing
To walk away
To chase sunlight
To say goodbye
And set myself
Free
-Me
sometimesihatemycat 