This weather is a nothingness of grey —
More fog than rain, a moist
defying pull of gravity
that clings to skin with silky tentacles
as adamant as pestilence;
this weather cannot breathe
it sticks to hair; to cloth and clothes.
it irks and mire me,
it muffles all and everything.
For Paul’s weather prompt at toads.
April 5, 2018