Challenge
100 words
Write a poem of exactly 100 words. No more, no less. All topics welcome. Have fun. Have heart. Have at it!
Hindsight?
No one saw it coming, and
No one would have cared anyway.
What was the use since
Shoegaze had become the norm?
We'd become so used to looking down
That metaphor followed reality,
And a collective depression and anxiety
Eventually sank in, and we
Sought all sorts of remedies, but no
Panacea presented itself.
Exercise, diet, medications, massage,
Reiki, microdose, alcohol, overeating,
Avoidance, therapy, even
Avoidance therapy --
Nothing really caught on long enough
Or well enough
To really make a difference.
Maybe we should've looked up just long enough
To catch a glimpse,
But would we have cared anyway?
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