The New and Improved Normal
The locusts yet screech after dawn
While the buzzard cackles from his perch
The red sun's inflamed in the morn
Snarled traffic pauses to lurch...
Staring into the abyss of an angry rush hour
~ Workers from home take a shower
Copyright © Gershon Wolf | Year Posted 2020
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