leaving the house means
surrounding yourself with a
subdued panic
and wrapping yourself in plague
and all the people
who were anonymous before
now look the part
with plague masks
and burial dreams
and we’re all just wondering
is there a point at which
all of this breaks into a
crescendo and rolls back?
is there a climax to this story?
and the tragedy is
that it all just
rolls on

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