Tuesday, April 21, 2020

day ONE THOUSAND ONE HUNDRED and NINETY


frightened zombies wearing masks

the days of pandemic
are marked in solitude

and absurdity

as the sirens wail
down seventy-fifth street

chased by the barks of dogs

walked by owners
who no longer resemble people
but look more and more like

frightened zombies wearing masks.

--John Grochalski
                                                

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