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Be Afraid. Be Very Afraid II
Based on deaths per capita, the death rate for COVID-19 is 0.009%. That means the average person’s chance of surviving this disease is 99.991%.
In And Out The Flesh
IN AND OUT THE FLESH
Sometimes we return here
Other times return there.
Conjecture; construction.
Both imaginary.
It’s neither here nor there.
The Cruellest Month
THE CRUELLEST MONTH
On the twenty-first
Ten years ago
Your son
Claimed this annual
Memorial.
On the twenty-fifth
Two years ago
My wife
Stepped up
To take her own place.
Shoulder to shoulder they,
Shoulder to shoulder we.
Another burden,
Beacon, memorial.
Nothing but memory
Stands the test of time.
And some day
One day,
One fatal day
Not even that.
Obstruction
OBSTRUCTION
Solitary, ashen
Hollow footsteps echo
Across the great hall
Absent any like-minded
Outside in the glare
A multitude in sackcloth
Sheep and cattle tethered
We see in it greatness gone
And the lesser come upon us
A market place
A slaughterhouse
A gaming house
A gaudy brothel
A mortuary
A graveyard
A withered stump
The Dear Departed
THE DEAR DEPARTED
His mother one day
Handed in her jewellery
At the manager’s office
And stopped eating
Unspoken words
Were presumably
Enough is enough
The Suicide Note: Senryu
THE SUICIDE NOTE
Not telling you why
One simple final act of
Passive aggression
Plandemic: Scam Panic
Aug 25
Posted by Ben Naga
PLANDEMIC SCAM PANIC
We don’t want
To end up, do we?
Like the blind man
In the dark room
Looking for
The black cat
…….
That isn’t there
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