Thursday, September 02, 2021

The Known Unknown Contagion

My breath is a menace I'm told,

whether indoors midst vents

or outside under towers.

There is no refuge, no Prince Galahalt

to slay invisible, variating, Dragons.

Overburdened Angels of Mercy

stoically vent about those

they've lost patience with and euthanize.

I look out between blinds and see

well spaced lines of bodies in masks

under Sun's kind light who look

like variants of the Stoic Angels 

knowing the tales and tailism are endless,

a terror induced enclosure without escape.

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