9/21/21

R naught



thrillsong filling

late-night air

as contagion, 

convergence


its R naught 

incalculable

exponential, raw

undisguised


turned on

turned over

turning the sweet song

into a wild engagement


flooding the room

noxious, infested

joining the choir as the 

chorus is repeating



(Image edited from theguardian.com)



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