April air reeks
of unperfumed killer
floating with spring,
bobbing as
daffodils sing,
there goes selfish
whims ransacking
shelves of kindness,
in a bid to survive
hunger for toilet
paper arrived,
common sense of
supposed “high-
er beings” flushed,
hummingbirds, sparrows,
laugh at us.
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04.21.2020
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