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February 28.21: Coping

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Sameness.

Lines that dwindle

in a finite distance

but return, yawning,

retreat again,

pulling walls with them.

The boomerang of the hour

just spent,

but back again,

to be lived again.

The thread unraveling,

longer each day,

hapless,

dragged through life’s leavings.

Eyes numb,

ears empty but for sounds of

the breathing self,

chewing,

the scraping of a plate.

World goal:

to live without touching.

We are safe from COVID —

hooray.

 

More thanks to photographer S.W. Berg.

 

7 thoughts on “February 28.21: Coping

  1. Wow.. at the very least, this is pandemic anthology-worthy. I hope you’re keeping these in a folder. 🌷

  2. Sameness – that sure describes my life for the last year and for the immediate future. It’s gray, raining, and the temps are going to drop like a rock tonight, none of which adds to a positive day. 🙂 But, we’ll cope, right? I may need to whip up some coconut frosted brownies. 🙂

    • That’s awful about the temps falling! All that rain and then freezing? That is so depressing. I guess we’ll cope, but that doesn’t mean that we’re OK. This whole time of sameness is not doing good things to us. But a good batch of coconut frosted brownies is a sure sign that there is fighting spirit left. You know how to stand your ground against this beastly time!

  3. It’s not good, but at least we have words and the connections they make. A way to touch others without touching.

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