Forecast: Fog

from Kyla - Friday, December 27, 2002
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This clouded mind
Wrangles with emotion
Fighting with the fog
Turning on the headlights

They don’t work
Someone must’ve kicked them in
Who did?
Tell them they owe me my sight

Because I can’t see
Nothing
In front of me
Nothing at all

Only behind me
Where I used to live
I see my place
Where I used to breathe

I see some of it, that is
Other parts are cloudy
Like someone’s tried to erase a blackboard
Or smudge a painting

Some parts are confusing
Like I can’t remember
Or don’t want to
Or won’t

But most of it
I can see
Ever so clearly
It’s there, behind me

But I broke the reverse shift in this car
Long ago
And it won’t turn around
Cause now the steering wheel’s sticking

Did I break that too?
Ah, I don’t remember...
All I can remember
Is that I don’t know what comes next in this road

And that the weather forecast
Said this stretch of road
Is supposed to be foggy
For a very long time


December 11, 2002