Waiting
For the freedom

To hug my friends
When I see them

Waiting out the hysteria
Of love becoming a bacteria

Waiting to get back to
Intimacy
And stop calling it a toxicity

Waiting for simplicity
How we used to live
In our past history

Fearing God
Instead of bureaucracy

I'm waiting to get back to mediocrity
Getting back to church
Where no one notices me

I'm ready to not wash my hands
And put toilet paper back on the stands

I'm ready to take on any disease
Known to man

Because I fear not a bacteria
A virus
Or a paramecium

I'm ready to ride bare back
And throw away all my condoms

I'm ready to not care anymore
And hug your ****** face!