CURFEW 47

DAY 47 – Sept 18 I forgot! mein Gott! got out of my car without a mask took 3 steps felt strange breezes wafting past and realised aghast

my face was out and at that very second I got sprung I blurted ‘oh!’ or something like turned on my heel to rectify as a passing bloke admonished me ‘good girl’ he barked in judgement I felt so low please, mister I ain’t no psycho anti-vaxxing 5G conspiracising bitch this was a glitch a something I’d never done before wanted to show him Insta of the piles of masks I’ve sewn and worn since March

didn’t matter never mind the bloke was gone in that very spot last week I saw a woman speak while her snout was peaking out above her mask safe behind my own I yelled out ‘pull it up’ self-righteous as she looked about confused we need not be afraid to call it out and take to task but be prepared to wear it when it’s you without a mask.


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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