The diseaseA Poem by BoxcatCOVID19 has really left it's mark on the world. I feel that the arts need to capture this moment and tell future generations what happened.before the disease i was peaceful. now I long to reach to touch to feel to connect to embrace but all there is is my house, no longer a home so i stretch my arms trying to sense devotion but the disease has taken all emotions all passions all desires all lusts and all I am left with is me, the one way to flaw me most. © 2020 Boxcat |
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3 Reviews Added on March 27, 2020 Last Updated on March 27, 2020 |