February gone
March comes
Stay inside
Masks washing clean away
The months quickly flash
April
May
June
July
August
September
A job
School
All still inside
Masks masks masks
Clean, away
Death so much death not just from this pestilence
From other things
War
Suicide
October
Older
November
Still waiting
Waiting
Waiting
Waiting
Will the waiting
Ever end?

In the caves,
Some moments frozen as graves...

The summer breeze
Lets them unfreeze

Holding the unison
Unfolding the cavern

The ego knelt
When the warmth is felt
Moments melt
The issue is delt

The time snoozes
The peace oozes....

Remained amiss
The warmth is bliss.....

~
slip your fingers
where longing rages
deep between
my undiscovered
pages
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