FOG
written by: Stanley Wilkin
@catalhuyuk
In London-
a hollowed out city-
the fog
is returning-creeping
back-
A poisonous invisible/white
sheet
salivating over
supine cars, insinuating
its baptismal
seed
into open mouths-
sinking into gutters
emerging undigested
from empty drains.
it crawls around the Shard
clutches
each ancient bridge
yellowing
in its pilgrimage
it has returned-
IT
The Thing-
ghastly
in its plans.
A resurrection
that requires no death!
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