The Spread

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Every day I watch you glow up,
 afloat,
          pinging,
                     one life, then another,
 on one end to the other,
                                         nature’s whisper: osmosis,
 a viral specter,
                         moving,
 fast,
       on beams, in flashes,
 with beats,
                  in seconds,
 in days.

 Every day, I watch you glow up,
 you,
     fiend come to life,
                                  in numbers,
                                                    in color,
 red,
     the world sees red,
                                    in Petri dishes,
 call on the man!
                           even he, can not see,
                                              glasses blurry with fear,
 perhaps,
              its not nature’s fault,
 maybe,
           they grew it!
 break’s over,
                    body bags, burn, bury, remember.
 Every day, I watch you rage,
                                               in writhing bodies
 as masked faces watch,
                       thousands and more you claim,
 an Olympic relay,
                            one continent, the next.
 Every day, you mutate,
                                     A red demon they say!
                         statistics,
                                         tracings,
                                                     graphs,
                                                                Victims,
 The world's end?!

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