DAY
95: ¶ Everything will be okay --
You
stand alone in a gorgeous
park
centered on a deep green
lawn
and your loves are coming
they
run towards you (past and
present)
to kiss and embrace, as do
your
family members (dead and
alive)
plus all your friends and
acquaintances
from your whole
life
including elementary school
all
hugging you with warmth
revealing secrets
about everything.
about everything.
¶
Everything was okay --
We
lived in such a wonderful
world
of restaurants and bars,
multi-screen theaters and churros,
economic security, college loans,
economic security, college loans,
comfy
cars, enormous supermarkets,
so
much fun and goodness before
the
dark plague hit
ruining everything.
¶
Everything is okay --
In
the bathroom with the door locked
many
things can happen
if
you crouch on the tile floor
to
feel its cold you can scrunch
in
the corner to feel your own cold
the
empty hole inside your belly
that
all those snacks cannot fill up
because
you just watched everyone
you
know (with a couple exceptions)
vanish
into thin air, so all you can do
now is
vomit, bleed and cry,
expelling
bodily fluids for nothing
in
return.
Nothing is okay.