05-06-2020, 11:55 PM
Towers like broken fingers
reach into a slate grey sky.
A memory of packed cities
of crowds that shuffled by.
The promise of cold silence
of store fronts now laid bare.
2020 the year of the virus
of emptied streets everywhere.
Tv screens flicker blue
to the box lose your brain.
The media hypes the fear
of the novel Covid strain.
reach into a slate grey sky.
A memory of packed cities
of crowds that shuffled by.
The promise of cold silence
of store fronts now laid bare.
2020 the year of the virus
of emptied streets everywhere.
Tv screens flicker blue
to the box lose your brain.
The media hypes the fear
of the novel Covid strain.

