Years ago, I had a heart,
a memory, a dream, and
breathtaking love.
But seasons changed,
covid came, and we all
saw loved ones depart.
Horror was unleashed on
the earth. All coughed,
lungs were swollen and
water had reached the
heart.
There was nothing we could
do to save them from the clutch
of death. We had reached
the end, which seers had
talked about.
Eventually, it came to a halt.
But, we never found the pieces
of ourselves that we lost
in that spiral.
It took away our precious
hearts and our abilities
to feel. What is left is the
size of the heart
of the spider.
References:
https://pixabay.com/photos/feather-ease-slightly-blue-airy-3010848/
