Thursday, May 8, 2014

You'll Catch Your Death in the Fog

Woof Woof Bow Wow

Ice crystals without the chill.

Waves rolling in from the mountains.

A time when the possible tints everything.

Shades. Covers. Manipulates.

The feeling inundates you. Overwhelms you. Threatens to carry you over, pull you under.

It's just fog, they say.

Just a way of making things a little less transparent. A little more mysterious.

And you nod.

But you know. You've seen it before. You've experienced it.

The fog rolls in with possibilities.

Rolls out with changes.

The only question is which way you're rolling. Which way you'll go.

1 comment:

Steven said...

One of my favorites by the amazingly great David Bowie!