Listen
it’s not you
it’s this pandemic
so I kinda need
personal space
right now
I need to stay
at least six feet
away from love
so blame the virus
for what is happening
with us
under other circumstances
I would kiss you
just below your earlobe
but right now
I’m a total germaphobe
look I know you’re not pleased
but what hurts me most
is not that you cried
but that you sneezed
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This virus brought us far,
But we can’t get back by car,
It spreads itself far,
All without any mark,
Inadequate protection let it enters us,
Without us knowing it is there,
As it begins attacking cells,
As the attack, rings just as a bell,
We might run fast,
But can’t avoid the virus,
As it infects the iris,
As there’s no way out,
We might eat grapes,
Without knowing the escape,
As it flies through the body,
As a shape free to undertake,
Round but not weak,
As it looks for a victim,
Not immune to such infection,
That victim is seeking protection,
A protection as that virus is nonstop.
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