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A.C. Wolfe

He dug his bloody hand out of the garbage dumpster. He was so hungry but all he encountered was a jagged piece of glass. Apparently, others had beaten him to the scraps it had once contained.

What a year 2020 had been! First, he had been fired from his job at the real estate firm. No one was buying houses because they had lost their own jobs. Soon his money ran out. A mix up in the unemployment fund left him without cash. He was able to go without paying his mortgage for a few months before the bank repossessed his home. Now he lived in his broken down car in the parking lot of Walmart. Betsy, his wife, went home to Mama. At least, Mama had social security. His brother died in the corona virus as did his parents. He hoped he would not get sick since he had lost his health insurance.

He grasped at the straw of 2021 just around the corner. Soon that crazy President would be out of office. The President believed that the severity of Covid19 was a figment of everyone’s imagination and that “poof”, it would vanish. The vaccine would be here any day, the President assured the people. Milk and honey would soon bathe the land and everyone would prosper once again.

Exhausted from all this turmoil, the homeless man woke up to find a large dog pawing at him and whining. “Oh my God, it was Homer!” His dog was still with him! He rubbed his reddened eyes and looked around him. It was the year 2021 and it had all been a frightening nightmare. 2020 had never happened, the United States had a different President and corona virus had been contained at the beginning of 2020. The past year had been a horrific hallucination. He looked at his sweet, sleeping wife beside him on the bed in his house. His brother and parents were still alive. He laughed and laughed as he realized that 2020 had never happened and 2021 was just beginning.

Sometimes

It's hard for me

To live in the moment

As it is presented

My mind

Will reach back

And pluck a time

From the past

Make me absorb it

Digest it

Again and again

Until

Somehow

I break free

And move on

Sometimes

My mind

Reaches forward

And paints a future

For me to contemplate

At times horrible

At times resplendent

Sometimes

My mind

Hovers just above

The moment at hand

Rendering me

A spectator

Of the present

And not

A participant

So in these rare moments

When I can immerse myself

In now

Take stock of my reality

And form a smile to my lips

I am extra grateful

Especially since my mind

Has been wandering so much

As of late

Sleep has been elusive

And smiles

Even more so

~

~

s u n l i g h t ’ s k i s s,

s t r a w b e r r y c h e e k s,

f r e c k l e s top of marble,

s w e e t.

jeweled eyes, pistachio,

that compli - m i n t

her starlit glow.

~~ cherry drapes ~~

vanilla ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ bean;

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sprinkled words,

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confetti dreams.

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cravings, yet

XXXXXXX

to satisfy

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when at,

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long

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last

,

dessert

arrives.

In the cold night of day

The crows sing

The words they say:

In the gloom of day,

The sun can’t stay

Rain will come

Is this what day has become?

Roses, sweet lay at the soldiers’ feet

But the cold night of day carries on

Until the rainy sorrow is gone

- Thanks to all the soldiers who have given up their lives to save those who they loved. -

Sometimes,

everything

is much

too loud.

24.6.2020