The fog choked 
my soul,unfortunatly
not blocking its sight
of the cause, 
a demon
that deserved the fog
cloak
for I was lost and
stumbled upon the 
creature
inside the center,
not a friendly beast 
was he,
Fear?
I felt much of it,
though something a little more
for the thing was
no less than ten feet tall
and blood, if it had some
would bring hope to me.
Wounds covered it from 
head to toe,
the fog 
was
the
blood,
that spewed out and stuck to my soul,
until a friend come,
the fiery flame
of the sun
beat down
and absorbed
the repulsive fog
all the while
our demon dug
underground
to
roam
and perhaps
fight
until he was wounded
again.

6:44 PM 11/22/04