Bar None

The facade

of normalacy

that so aptly

masks

humanity

in duress

of crisis

and calamity

peels like

laughter

off the cells

of our sanity

like nails

across

the bored

long since

unschooling

the mannerisms

of civility

growing

cold or weary

and unwieldy

amid signs

and cues

all baring

chains

of gravity

2020 MAR 25