Evolution

Fog can be an atmospheric condition or
a type of bewilderment—
I am asked to think of ways
In which I can keep it
From settling

I sing, I say, I sing—

It’s affirming because I fill the room
In a way that is
Enjoyable to others
I offer something without taking
I sing softly (and only when the space around me

Feels lacking)

But don’t you realize
You have inherent value
By being,
She says
Not merely through purpose—

What ramblings, I think

How can being
Have value in and of itself?

Unless you are
Something heart-wrenchingly beautiful
A deep-sea creature maybe
A coelacanth
A living history

Proof

Of our growing legs
Which we can use today
To outrun the fog