2.29.2020

Skirmishing


If I could only start
my words would race
pandemically across pages
threatening the unsteady détente
nurtured for this long
between nightmares and daytime tasks
organizing the immediate
and planning a future free from what 
is impossible to write down
waiting impatiently
for reconnaissance skirmishers
distracting just enough
for constrained imaginings
to go viral


For Friday Flash 55 offered by Joy at Verse Escape