Knott

Walking like an early man into the pandemic every day

Feels like jungle with white, transparent trees

The way the days blur into each other

The world transmutes without a snap

I forget doctor appointments

The growing death toll

Deliberate dementia in social media

And the economy –

How about Wall St. sticking up there like a liquor-store sign?

Get ready for the sucker-punch.

Schools open or closed, mask or no-mask?

Will the kids be held back?

Do I want to be a schmuck and keep moaning?

Freedom

Is our national shadow

Nobody better tell anybody what to do

The white permission of the endless frontier —

We could just run away from it all!

But it’s already gone;

They want to suspend the laws,

destroy elections and democracy.

We’re the hung-up ones

Suspended on a trapeze of TV

How do we get out

And when is gravity

going to take hold?

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