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CURFEW 22

DAY 22 – Aug 24 I used to laugh I used to snigger I’ll admit it at the sight of people wearing masks what’s their problem I would ask this is Melbourne why the need to cover up your mug they’ve come from somewhere where it musta been the habit I supposed to so protect the nose well, tee hee hee and snicker snicker the last laugh is down on me never in my wildest dreams did I envision a demi-monde of visages would be the norm we all aspire to a landscape where our senses have new duties they’re assigned to the eyes must do the work now and our voices must be clearer no more mumbling in our beer touch is off the menu with or without sanitizer taste and smell the pleasure gods of sensual seduction relegated to mere harbingers of intense viral infection the great masked ball is with us for the foreseeable duration a sight in all its weirdness that may be our sole salvation.



See also poems read out loud at https://www.youtube.com/channel/UC9uLwxslE_VQ-fu-Dw6gdIA/playlists

My book of poems, A Day At A Time In Rhyme (Littlefox Press) can be found here: https://www.amazon.com.au/Day-At-Time-Rhyme/dp/0648083861/ref=sr_1_1?keywords=A+Day+At+A+Time+In+Rhyme+Jane+Clifton&qid=1572053238&sr=8-1

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