mathiasthom

Just shout outside
I don't feel like myself tonight
the world is on autopilot
lost in purple twilight

And the exhaust trails
that litter the skies
like arthritic, crippled fingers
reflective in these eyes

Called in to work
not leaving the house, then
as the rain crashes down
sliding down the walls again

No masks to wear
hiding from unworldly viruses
that seek to strike us down
until no one is left standing

For the first real time in my life
don't trust the government
don't be swayed
by the media's medusa -like gaze

Biting snakes beneath our feet
projecting nonsense through the airwaves
are you scared yet,
or just running?

mathiasthom
written 5/22/20