Pandemic Poem #24

Big Run to Alkire 3

Eighty five on 70W

Saturday with the kids

Delivering a grill, glasses, and

a human missing connection

since March 15.

We discuss dreams

literal, figurative, universal, nocturnal

of spirits visiting

in our sleep

and sad realities that

continue to creep

into this new world unfolding before us.

Seventy five on 70E

Saturday night with a curfew,

Boasting National Guard and

protestors turned rioters

since justice is unequal.

I imagine the sounds of

fireworks crashing


people clashing

invading my sleep again.