*this poem/writing was based on a dream my wife Hillesha had around October last year and was published in Fevers of the Mind Poetry Digest Issue 3 in November 2019*
*She feels that this dream could have been metaphors based on what we are all currently dealing or about to deal with around the world fighting this virus & the fight for your family during this hard time*
We head towards the East…
To escape the chaos
The sky
Starless
Is thickened with darkness
With no cars passing through
Dare any light shine?
No longer human
They
THEM
Watching
Waiting
To pounce any innocent passerby
Flesh for flesh
There’s nowhere to turn or hide
This is the blackout