in crisis
they disappear.
the prosperity preachers,
the do gooders,
the politicians.
the healers of the sick
putting on a show.
their voices have disappeared.
we're on
our own, out here, aren't
we
she says to me.
apparently so, I say.
the world hasn't changed, it's
just clearer
now.
Thursday, April 16, 2020
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