I’m out of toilet paper for three days.
Outside of my window, there is an eerie silence. Only the boy with this self-made tin foil hat bravely goes his way.
I open my last packet of paper tissues.
Thank goodness! There is still soap and water …
Covid Winter —
once again no one has set
the alarm clock
what are you doing?
people pay good money to learn to do that
like a pebble in the stream
ah like that
yes like that
um, you drown?
let’s take it from the top again, the nothing
at the feet of the stone Buddha
ah ok. nothing?
nothing. let the stone become nothing
He longs to hear the music of the Spheres as he chants through evensong on this night of empty churches while Jupiter Saturn Mercury unite in close configuration in the west south west for those with eyes for synaesthesia.