It is uncanny and I wish it were just a dream
This world we live in feels like
the set up to a joke
The Earth getting hazed or something
Are we not at war?
What kind of bomb shelter is yours?
And yet there is soo much
too much beautiful madness to ignore
taken for granted and now gone
waiting for the all-clear
Just beyond the mandate
Just beyond the “cure”
Much I’m thankful for
I am thankful to be here
Even now
Even here
Where the true believer is under fire
From within his own soul
From within his own house
Which chapter of Revelation is this?
Revelation of tribulation
There is therefore
Now
But the condemnation is consumed anyway
With the coffee
Is the shop open
I’ll go anyway
All slaves
But to whom
To what
To where
It is uncanny and I wish it were just a dream
This world has a disjointed sense of unity
I wish it would twirl and swirl away
And yet
How could I wish it away
This time
This wilderness
This life
That life
All lives
Black lives
Birthdays
COVID
Elections
Wakanda forever
Under fire
Fires
and fires
Infidelities
Inconsistencies
Ignorances
Gross darknesses
Yes, even this
Because the scheme is grand
Uncanny
I wish it were clearer
Do I though?
It is uncanny and I wish it were just a dream
Do I?
9.6.20
