Obscuration Poem by jimmy blass

There is no sky.
There are no clouds.
The world about is gone.
No birds arrive
To feed and fuss.
The fog obscures the ground.

No neighbors house appears this morn.
The forest trees have slipped away
Into the mist of vapor close by the earth.

I know this too shall pass.
But for the moment I will dream
Of all the world now disappeared
And no more Sturm und Drang.

We all do hope and pray
Most every night and day
That pain and suffering of our minds
Will be befogged as now we find
This morn of obscuration.