Xinxiang, China: Early this morning

There was fog in the city this morning.
It hung around for a while,
waiting for someone to talk with.
But no one came.

Living under a white
cloud paradise for so long,
they still blamed the fog
for their muffled silence
and loss of spirit.

The fog saw that everything
was dark, and began to howl
at the few passing cars.
But nothing happened.

So the fog moved on.