Experience and Lost Thoughts : The Wuhan Chapter

The elderly lady in red suede pajamas, battles the rungs to the roof, she hangs, blankets on the railing, she hangs the old shoes by their laces, my lady takes care of all there she goes, on the roof, dry the sausages, dry the meats and the duck, She must have heard the news Day 2 The lockdown is here. Ah, here he comes, the honorable street cleaner, he is such a charm, It's been a few weeks, no cars, no taxis, no visitors, but I see him. Day 14, 28, 40 from my balcony I watch, he visits the clean street, no one goes out on walks, not even the dogs, What a blessed time! no plastics to put away, no garbage to sweep, no haze to breath, parks his motor by the pavement, leans on his stead and watches his phone he dares not stir, 15 minutes or 20, It's time for a squat, next to the motor, he is small, smaller than I imagine. yellow vest, broom, mask, phone, see you next time. All this peering, oh look, there she is, its been a month! round face, s...

Sitting in a hotel lobby She reads to rid the frustration Of lust unconquered Lust unappreciated  Quiet and cold  She pretends she is not there Eyes slowly peeling the page Words blurred and swirled  She concentrates harder  A couple stirs her way Agitated she looks up in a huff  Imagining where else she would rather be She doesn't deserve this shit Tick tick the old clock goes Colder the emotions get No end in sight Her eyes wander across the languid room  Ornament filled with decadence  Lost in an era of want How could this have been a great idea?