quarantine

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hands in the garden

quarantinetelling lies
to walls
again-

know they’re
judging.

words just kind
of bounce
around-

stick to
ceiling.

big room
shrinking
small again-

feel like
screaming.

no one here
to lift-

weight of
feeling.

Β© Anthony Gorman 2018

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