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AprilPoWriMo 27

And when we remove 
the fabric that pulled us
apart though it should
have only been common
sense not to spray our
germs both viral and verbal
over what is left of
the neighborhood when
we take down our last
defense defenestrating
the whims of chance breeze
when we read the last
think piece telling us
what we want to hear is
what they want to tell us
when the global catastrophe
going on in the other
places is relegated to pages
no one ever attends to
what will we have to say
to each other that has not
already been said except
this time you can read my lips
no new understanding
some of us never put
the fabric on themselves at all

By Joshua Keiter

reader, writer, actor, singer, teacher