word gets out on the street
that the black
plague has returned.
it's the middle ages once more.
eyes are falling out.
blood
runs deep.
people are dying in droves.
(a word I've been longing to use)
there is panic.
heads are covered
mouths are masked. it's the end
of the world
as we know it.
signs go up all over town, closed
because of the plague
stay in your homes, hunker
down.
be brave. this too shall pass.
repent, repent the church crier
yells
from bell tower,
while he blows his nose.
there's a line at the liquor store,
that circles the block
and goes and goes.
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