176: sweater weather

today,
we collectively hold our breaths as
covert agents continue to take hostage 
of millions in its path like there's no tomorrow

amidst all the rage against iron fists that
ignore the pleas of those in the front lines and
the plights of those they are supposed to protect,
as systems break down and dreams fall apart,
my apocalyptic anxiety is offset
by drizzle
tickling my soul as i face
the blue sky that keeps getting darker

as the world continues to crash and burn
and nothing makes much sense,
i wish i had
a soul connection


- 20201005

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