Poetry

Dire Dullness

24 Jun , 2021  

We meet with stark denial The unspeakable unknown. A dire dullness creeps, Settles, swaths in sleep A dawning, drowning Dismal truth. Wild-eyed the urge To turn the page, to skim To skip ahead, past present Pandemic plodding (Just a peek!) To find out how it ends. Who cares? Who cares. Read slowly, savor sunshine. Put […]

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