Concerto for blunt instrument

An irregular heartbeat from d.o. to you. Not like a daily kos, more like a sometime sloth. Fast relief from the symptoms of blogarrhea and predicated on the understanding that the world is not a stage for our actions, rather it is a living organism upon which we depend for our existence.

Friday, March 20, 2020

In place with others






floating along in company with the
smallest of beings (125 nanometers!)
among the most abundant biological
entities on planet Earth and they
do not like us enablers at all,
Our War on Nature makes it sick
many of us die and we guess
the viruses die with us as well, or not
those of us who survive may recall
grandparents who sheltered in place
in a similar space infecting others
sisters and brothers, lovers not
intentionally wishing anything more
than recovery and the way forward
hopefully in peace, we are not alone.

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