Foggy November

looking down the shore,
   there is so much and 
      so little to see.

how much do we miss?

   under the meniscus,
it is a different world.

      small creatures
such as we never see,

   this is their world.

      small creatures thrive
where i could not breathe.

   what it is like
      to be such a
small creature.

that i know,
      i cannot 

   then i look at you;
that's a strange 
      thing too!

   fog in november,
      as our world 
turns upside down.

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