Silk and Glass


Every morning
before I get out of bed
I plug into the world
with my phone in my bed.

Read on a screen how somebody
gave someone the power to
report every flicker of terror
(which seems to give them more power,
given that we’re scared)

everything we put in,
on and around our bodies
is potentially toxic –
but maybe not – some say

confused and scared
overwhelmed in our heads
sick in our hearts.

Escape in a dream
where I will plant a seed
on a farm in the country
to grow safe plants over
my silk and glass family
where they will grow with my worry
until we are suffocating
we won’t go out there anymore
it’s a Germified
world out there
but we’ll be safe under here.

Every morning
I wake up powerless
now, what’s for breakfast?


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