virus here to wake us up

no interest in going it alone 

rhythm, an off and on story,

sing praise of the one and only.

bend metal and fragmented hopes

miracles, come when least expected

wash windows, and pretend it’s a race

bless us, we are worthy of another chance.

premonition of great import 

settle in place with glue and sticks

stage ourselves into a wild ass rampage

solitude might coax you out of the shadows.

gas masks and a trace of irony 

science in melodrama time

we live the world on fire

truth, our scenario.