mist

of drizzle
constant cloud of
sprinkling dew
dropping in
surrounding you
until a blanket of wet
you're soggy sodden damp unkempt


atop
dark chunks of grainy soil
soppy but wriggling with life
like if you ate it,
your stomach would be full
of buds and grubs and pollen
insect egg sacs
future

hope



**unfinished from the window seat/sill perch