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CURFEW 53

DAY 53 – Sept 24 holding

our collective breath almost hyperventilating not good for our mental health the countdown is excruciating in the bubble looking out elliptic vision of the possible blurry image of what’s not can you hear the muscles flexing diaphragms and shoulders tensing gasping groaning creaking squealing waiting for the catch to snap release us from this spaceship limbo floating in this timeless capsule this vacuum at once familiar alien skewed but not dissimilar earth to starboard through the hatch blinking faintly willing us into its orbit home and family life and work love and laughter sweet variety we wait and wait and wait and wait biting nails tearing hair out drumming fingers hearts in mouth we wait and wait and wait and wait for numbers to decide our fate.



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

or on the SHOP page of this very website.



 
 
 

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