Step

At the threshold of the doorstep

Teetering, tentative

The solid security that lies behind

Dissipates to mist

A fog of ghosts, now unknown

Utter insistent mutters

Translucence transporting into

The next thing

Away from opaque, heavy footed,

Enveloping past.

Foot hovers, uncertainty acts

As break on the break that

Must be made

Footfall smooth, find root in the vapours.

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