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A World Upended

the rooster slept late no hen laid an egg on vacant street corners no transient did beg the sun beat down early not a whisper of breeze the stench of blue trucks smoke, filth and sleaze shops shuttered tight bars and chains all in place sidewalks bare and deserted no rats ran the race the stars did yet twinkle well into the day the moon sideways grinned at the fetid buffet... i glanced in the mirror a slope stared at me all my dreams, all my hopes ground into a scree ____________________ Note: All the city trucks in Chicago, where I live, are painted blue.

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Caren Krutsinger

Date: 7/23/2020 6:52:00 PM

The cities are slamming shut.

Gershon Wolf
Date: 7/24/2020 5:41:00 PM

You know, maybe Kanye West is right: Back to the country! (Of course, he's right out of Chair Mao's 'Agrarian Revolution' Red Book. Ugh!)... But, but, but: Since the biggest danger of spreading the virus is in highly congested areas, big crowded cities would seem to be the last place to choose to reside these days. Just sayin.' ~ gw

Jenna Logan

Date: 7/19/2020 6:03:00 AM

We can be compared to rats, or ants, scurrying about, all in a hurry to do goodness knows what. A look at big city life, but it's not for me. I've never been to Chicago.

Gershon Wolf
Date: 7/19/2020 6:01:00 PM

Ha, Ha! And I'm sure you're none the worse for never having been to Chicago, right?! ... Although it is byootiful along the Lakefront --- or it was pre-Covid-19... ~ Opted out of the Rat Race, if not the Human Race :)