My goodness, I am drowning
Under my own body’s immune system response
Can’t breathe, my throat is on fire, my voice is silenced
Useless coughing causes my core to ache
Sneezing to loosen up the solid wall of …
Mucus (an acrostic poem)
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Paper (an acrostic poem)
Pushing a pile of it across her desk back in 2019
All she wanted was to bury her head and ignore the rest of it
Perhaps somehow find a wormhole in reality and fall in
Emerging in her house, free from any of those damn dead trees
Reality hit her during the pandemic. Electrons were even worse than …
Social (an acrostic poem)
So many people together in close proximity
Ordinarily that could be a fun time for the crowd
Covid changed that dynamic greatly
It forced us to find other ways to be close while being farther apart
And while it wasn’t perfect, it was sometimes enough
Letting us dip our toes into the sea of being…
Travel (an acrostic poem)
The ability to go where you want when you want was so curtailed
Reduced to going to and fro between rooms in your own place
And that was a dream luxury if you lived a studio apartment
Viewing those same four walls every day, day in, day out, hour after hour
Eventually even the strongest of will would start to feel incarcerated
Leaving one to make marks on the wall to mark doing your COVID time
Hug (an acrostic poem)
He felt his heart and arms ache with longing
Understanding the need for social distancing, but….
Going cold turkey for so long hurt his extroverted soul even more
Cold (an acrostic poem)
Can’t stop my nose from running a marathon
Only my eyes are also in the competition
Leaving me drinking like a sailor to keep from dehydrating
Don’t worry. I’m sure it’s not COVID and just a…
Dizzy (an acrostic poem)
Dazed and confused
I sit here in front of my screen
Zoom to teach my classes
Zoom to meet with colleagues
Yet at times it seems pretty slow
The Digital Downfall (a 200 word story)
We didn’t even know we were being conquered.
How about that for humanity’s divine right?
First shoe to drop was when Amazon just went dark. Like not even a 404-error dark. A spinning wheel of painful waiting torture was the only eulogy for what was king the day before.
Facebook and Twitter were soon only posting stories about end of the world scenarios. Left wing, right wing, any crackpot scenario of the end of the world was jamming everyone’s feeds. Reddit was the same, no matter the voting of the members. Hell, 4chan was even doing it. Like what the hell, 4chan?
The aliens took over so smoothly that by the time we realized what was happening the only thing we could do was to surrender. Any attempt at pulling the plug and they would go all Terminator on us. We expected the AIs we would be fighting would be the ones we created, but we were naive. The alien AIs controlled every digital system on the planet. The best part was we were all home waiting for COVID-19 to be cured, but the virus that killed off the autonomy of the human race was digital. No mask for that.
Tap (an acrostic poem)
The beer flowed freely from the keg
And that would be awesome if his friends were here
Perhaps after COVID goes away…
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Together (an acrostic poem)
There is so much you can’t do by yourself
Others are needed to make it happen
Getting your tribe on board might not be easy
Everyone might have different opinions or a different way to do it
That’s when you need to realize we are all in this
Here is where we need to work extra hard listening and not attacking
Enabling the collective to try and fail as we look towards success
Realizing this is why in these tough times we need to stick…
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