OPTIONAL POETRY

More doors are closed now in the hospital patients sequestered behind glass scrawled on with O2 sats a menagerie of respiratory failure such an artificial habitat- beyond the windows the mountain is out austere white margins suspended above the horizon by unlit foothills what a sunrise today– everyone was talking about it neon pink as the surgical masks our buyer found somewhere although with each minute the blockprint fades into just a day like any […]