obfuscate

the fog descends
miasma of sooty contagion
and broken souls
the air raid sirens of old
muffled in the soup
truth obfuscated
by the particulate grime
of lies that settle
like smoke and seep
into every crack
clog every pore
and more
the dragon burns the air
until our shallow breaths
set fire in our chests
no more we dream
of the white picket fence
just clean air and the sound of rain
not trumpets