foghorn raze some semblance of sun struggles to be seen through the fog every sixty seconds a vibrating column of air making music i wouldn't play or pay for if given the choice 230102 ... ovenbird All night foghorns like whales sonorous in the ocean of midnight mist. I can’t sleep through all this impending cataclysm. The long low voices crying out in warning: We risk collision. I don’t change course. (crash_into_me please) 260114 what's it to you? who go blather from