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poetry month in the pandemic

Poetry helps us make sense of this craziness, I think.
Here’s a poem from Shane Gannaway

Here Are Things You Can Read

procrastination and rough elation…
oh forget it all. I hate rhyme now.

I’ll never rhyme again. and don’t
even begin to chide me on
responsibilities, duties, favors due,

(don’t list, don’t list!)

I am indifferent to all, it seems.

through no choice of my own,
I phone in everything these days,

and nights too. if some inspiration
would rock me from my entropy….

but I’m mired in memes; fuck! shit, piss,

I could list the rest of the swears, only I
promised I wouldn’t get too lazy this week.

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