Ten Pandemic Haiku
Warm June afternoon
The mirror I stare into
Shows my coldest fear
In the summer air
Dancing molecules of sweat
Await a new home
Its spikes like arrows
Our cells a shield of tissue
Waiting to be torn
Too little, too much
Sacs deflate while cells rush in
To stave infection
Thousands cram the tent
Muttering, howling voices
Spewing contagion
Donning faded scrubs
She thinks about her children
Which is more humane?
Without joy or hope
We lock ourselves in shelters
Living for TV
Dark and boarded up
Once a bright and bustling space
Now a silent shell
Connected by bits
Books and pictures framing us
We come together
Distant memories…
A hug between two comrades
Hearts embrace as one
Copyright © Ralph Protsik | Year Posted 2023
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