it's a foggy day

i love the fog.

the air that is blinding and blocks your vision.

same thing.

it takes over your senses like smoke

but without a smell.

it is more innocent than smoke

no judgemental overtones.

people judge you when they smell smoke-

nicotine or marijuana.

it's a sign of mental incompetence

or ignorance.

i'm not ignorant because i want to smoke

i know that it's hurting my lungs

so don't judge me.

but when you are surrounded by fog

it's like you're surrounded by smoke

the comforting claustrophobia you feel from being covered

hidden

but without the curious eyes.

i'll stand in the fog

and stare

at the beauty hidden behind its invisible walls.