Saturday, August 03, 2024

2021

These feel like imaginary years
A weird movie that is too long
I keep waiting to be able to emerge from the theater
To blink in the sunlight as my brain readjusts to the reality that was out here waiting
And not to find out it was only an intermission
My dreams and hopes are paused, on life support
Warped clumsy reflections of our lives unspool across the calendar
And we try to hold out
And to survive
Long enough to not watch the credits

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