THE COVID CRAZIES 3
My days
blend,
merge,
blur,
one into
the other.
Tomorrow feels
like today.
Today feels
like last year.
I plummet
into the ennui,
mindlessness,
of Netflix
streaming
a concoction
of confections
designed
to numb
my brain
and
supposedly heal
the pain
of lacking
hugs, kisses,
touch,
from others
not
just touching myself.
Music soothes
(to some degree)
the pain and outrage
evoked by governments
and their
seemingly caring but
ultimately restrictive and
psychically, spiritually
destructive rules
.
But to them I say:
I Don’t Give a Fuck!
Copyright 2021, Lyle T. Lachmuth, All Rights Reserved
