Tonight I break my silence. This is my open letter to you.

You will always be remembered as a vapor
the heat-wet rising to fog the mirrors,
blurring distinction:
When I looked at myself in the mirror, I saw you, too.

But that’s not true
I saw a mirage and what I wanted to see
Last I looked I saw nothing ajar, nothing amiss.

Sentimentality is lost on the broken-hearted.
You fog me no more.


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5 responses to “Fog”

  1. Reminds me of the something from The Point http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_detailpage&v=x-ol_v5X4QE#t=186s … emotions we all go through at one time or another I think.

  2. Dig this L…..
    Dark and strong, like coffee, like oozing mud

  3. Very empowering. I love it.

  4. super M. Lady

    “You will always be remembered as a vapor” – fuck*** wonderfull i say – love it

  5. Thank you, friends, for your kind words. It’s nice to get them from time to time. ๐Ÿ™‚

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