mist (or what happens to heizenberg’s principle of uncertainty)

the mist erases the world outside my window.

and i can either know where the gulls are,

or how fast they move.

but not both.

what a great feeling for a morning of headache and sneeze, and going to work, and a myriad of other things that cannot wait.

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