Just Smoke
Just Smoke
The black smoke arose. Thick. Covering everything; birds, trees, even the sky. For a moment, it appeared to blot out the sun, but the wind blew, and the smoke began to dissipate. Finally, I took a breath, which I’d been holding, for fear of breathing it in. I scanned the landscape, looking for the cause, but saw nothing. No fire. Just smoke.
What does it mean?
Just smoke. That’s all.
Just smoke.
Bust'a Crab
The black smoke arose. Thick. Covering everything; birds, trees, even the sky. For a moment, it appeared to blot out the sun, but the wind blew, and the smoke began to dissipate. Finally, I took a breath, which I’d been holding, for fear of breathing it in. I scanned the landscape, looking for the cause, but saw nothing. No fire. Just smoke.
What does it mean?
Just smoke. That’s all.
Just smoke.
Bust'a Crab