Six Feet

Morovis Posted: September 7, 2020

By Cynthia Rose (aka Cynthia Portalatín), Tallahassee, Florida

Six feet apart

Six feet under

Here in the dark

All we hear is thunder

Wear the mask

It’s our new task

Miss how we’d bask

In each other’s laughs

Elbows for hugs

As if we were thugs

Necks for knees

Don’t kill us, please

Six feet apart

Or is it six feet under

You throw the dart

I’ve lost all the wonder

Jaded jewels

Fall from my eyes

We need new tools

Not senseless goodbyes

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