FOG

And this heaviness on my chest
   like cold fog
from a hundred mountains
squeezed into the size of a fist
must be temporary,
because such a feeling
could not last forever.
And if it did,
I would go numb.

Copyright ©2017 Ashi Shadow - 2/22/17 on missing Averi.
It was actually originally a stanza written in the wrong emotional direction during the poem "I stay awake at night"