It hit like a thunderstorm
When we thought things couldn’t get any worse
It flooded our hospitals
Rampaging into our schools
Leaving students dispersed
Staring into a vacant screen
It spread to every corner of the world
Like the untamed sea
Uncovering secrets and spilling rumors
It crawled in on all fours
Keeping us inside
Counting days on our kitchen wall
Wondering what lies behind it
It came in like a bullet
Fracturing thin glass
Analogue clocks
Stopping time all together
It lingers
Like a ghost town forever infused with the scent of wisteria
Those faint memories
Hovering like a mirage
On a road with no destination
Maybe it’s endless
Like that four leaf clover I have yet to find
Lost in a field of cacti
Maybe it will reappear
Like those irises
Sprouting from the back of that rusted truck
Year after year
Or maybe it will be gone forever
Like that owl I saw last summer
Now stuffed in a local museum
Glossy eyes staring deep into your soul