libramoon on Nostr: Don't panic though the world-eating fog encroaches miasma rotting from lung to core ...

Don't panic
though the world-eating fog
encroaches
miasma
rotting from lung to core
it is not worth panicking
gasping for something clean
to inhale, to cure
cancerous, leprotic release
ooze gently
into nothingness
no trace of panic
or ill will
around which to coalesce
seeds of fear, malice
let all pain bleed off
into airless mist
devoid of restless thrashing
sinking bit by bit
into silence
now, wasn't that easy?
slowly, without emotion
watch the fog roll by
easing into serene skies