Yggdrasil ringed once more
Less faces to reflect
In mirrors smeared
With bloody sanitiser
Atletico Madrid
Here's to you, winter reveller
Invincible lives are all you've known
Pour another drink out
Farewell to your brother's arms
We must learn to forget
Exiled to Siberia overnight
To let, for sale
Alcoholic stink serrated by
Buffering noise, sugar, cigarettes
You need only two sets of clothes
Browsing without
The smell of books, the bakery
In the corner, or acrid chlorine
Condesing on white tiles
All fixtures postponed
He never saw them lift
The title
And they couldn't gather
To say goodbye
Those future cities in the sky
Terraced house boxes, forcing
All that energy to stay inside
Sanitise the wedding ring
We can only dream again
Flying away, salty beaches
The comfort of not understanding
A single word, there are too many
We are made to understand
Isolation, to be away
Gone, hidden, contained
Enclosed, ostracised, bored,
Alone
Hemostasis
Partitioned from the outside world
Each house its own island state
The only bridges between
Stretched to satellites and back
Crossing the street was banned
For the first time in over
Two hundred millennia
Spring woke up without us
Bring that attention onto
Ever smaller squares, lights and beeps
No gods to supplicate, beg forgiveness
Ten minute videos
For new dinner recipes, and how to join
A free gym
We got a few weeks to sit in the sun
The last Year Without Summer
Mary wrote The Modern Prometheus
The borders as porous as ever
Mask
The mouth spreads diseases
The nose does not
We all know this
The exposed nose is a symbol of liberty
Free from the shackles of science
From Hippocrates to Fauci
They've all been in on it
Even when fused with a ventilator
The noble nose remains liberated
But if you must trample
On your bodily rights
The armpit of your hoodie will do
Or a piece of plastic that juts out at the bottom
Ha ha ha
Pauper's Grave
Death has never seemed less real
Shut up in bleached towers
They vanish, it takes longer
To delete a message than it does
To see that breath disappear
Too quick for weeping rituals
In the ground before you can fall to your knees
And curse the sterile life we are locked in
The children, unmasked, must think
To be grown up is to be sick
The friends in the playground have gone
Why is the outside sad
Do they miss their nanna too?
America
The fantasy, that a piece of paper
Means more than
Avoiding the question of those in forced servitude
And that the will of the mob
Must be tempered, so unseemly,
Dissolved as the gossamer written that it is
For the fundamentalist republic
Each comment online is a fatwa
Held unto death
The American wound was given
The warfarin of money
Death makes a fortune
Dachau from sea
To shining sea
Our daily bread
A lot of people aren't here anymore
When we sit down again
Pint in hand, first leg of the quarter final
Will we swap tallies?
We lived through two years
The one we'd put the deposit on
X in concert, X beach, X's wedding
And the one that replaced it
By taking people away
Maybe there's anger here
Injustice, incompetence, does it matter
Who gets the blame in the end
Still it goes on, our liminal attempts
To greatness, our hand of might
Slapped away by the ultimate value we prize above all else
Convenience
Save your applause.
@nepion_boreas17
