Watching Two Strangers Meet
I silently watch
Two strangers fearfully meet
Neither smiling now
Everyone is an enemy
Whereas pre-pandemic we were all potential friends.
We could strike up conversations in line and such.
If these two
Were the only survivors
After a holocaust…
Where all the rest of us are dead
Would they be afraid to speak?
Afraid to be friends?
Pandemic laughs at me.
In a diabolical way.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2020
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