Virus
Like orbs from other galaxies
They float
Clutching at air to scout out
Another host
An unwelcome visit
Vulture like
And unforgiving,
Photos etched into memories
Appear moment by moment,
The internet engraves
The virus
Into the minds of all...
And now we ponder
Supreme inevitability
As we wipe the grocery stores clean,
Buffering
Against what is to come
Waiting behind Lysol scrubbed doorknobs
As yesterday’s hum of humanity
Becomes a new sound of silence.
Copyright © Kathryn Sweeney | Year Posted 2020
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