Smog

Black nothings stand and stare
Enclosing foreclosing me
I see you and I don't
Tried to speak, ended up unsaying
Tried to feel yet only touched
You see me and you don't
What's left to know, this
Thickening sickening hide-and-seek
But to grope and sign
Wishing you or I would find
Before it all
Turns grey against black


(05/05/20)