In Quarantine, in Budapest
In an attic, like an insect
Spider, beetle, buzzard, bird
Crawling Heath cliff all overheard
I'm in an attic, no panic
The pandemic, is claustrophobic
It doesn't like being indoors
It is downstairs, outside
Roaming the moors
Like a giant invisible monster
No one can see it, before
It is on yer
I arrived two days ago
In the zombie fields
Of project x
In the mouthguard mountains
Of the south
The police woman made me fill out the form
I said I'll stay inside to keep warm
She said 10 days, I said 2 months
She laughed in my face, said now fill it out
Twice,
so I did, with the lid of the dustbin
Lifting like a mouth
Swallowing trash and flies
And outside everyone dies
That's what they tell you anyways
But in here we are safe
Alone but together
As the human race
To face
The greatest of our fears - death?
Yes, but no
What I mean is being alone
We don't like it
Can't stand it
Need some others around
Just the sound
Just the scents
Of them hanging above ground
We are Humans
And animals
Not an isolated species
We need this connection
Coracle Chronicle
Like Coral Conic
Like a cone a funnel of all comic verse
Swallow it down, medicine for the hearse
That reverses through the universe
Until it finds a parking space
Says this will do, we'll drop you here
Two dollars twenty
What I say coughin
No coffin, he says look boffin
Use your head work it out
I thought you guys were meant to be smart
Well duh! Yes I said
But be reasonable
You've left me in a remote corner of the galaxy
Where I don't know where I am
And you expect me to cough up some change
Like it was a leg of lamb
Now don't get bent out of shape man
You just been in that attic too long
Try seeing the long view
The big picture
You've got a front row seat to the end of the universe
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