quarantine mood...

thinking of the last time
I cried
it's been a minute
Looking at clouds ☁️ 
I become solid
Like time that stands still
The silence that pounds heavy on my heart
Translates into art
Bleeding poems and pictures
A rabbit hole 
shall we go deeper?
Escaping reality is bliss
anything but this
an explosion of
caged and covered faces
with masks and shelter-in-place orders
worlds are shifted
spirits hang low
damn
who knew how far
this would go
becoming 
so intense
like a chess game in stale mate
waiting for the officials to be official
and give an official word
like everything is going to be ok
yet
nothing will ever be the same
secrets and truths
have been unearthed
no matter how deep we buried those bones
however
this is not a time
for pity
rather
it is a time 
for healing
for peace
for compassion
the internal pain 
has physically manifested itself
but the external love
penetrates deep
which allows for forgiveness
there is no shame
there is no blame
only response and reaction
stay alert
stay safe
stay strong
stay alive
well meet again
when we're allowed to 
be back outside...
together