When everyone stopped.
Two hundred thousand hearts
ceased
to
beat
I thought of those moments then
the
s p a c e s
between seconds
The silence that was filled with intolerable craft and inane art and the unshakeable dark
I wondered how it was that we could all feel so nakedly human
Together floating on the same sea
Whether toward an abyss or an island
Our uncertainty wove a thread that bound my body to yours
I tasted your hope then and tried to make it my food also
But my mouth was full of the despair of
the unsaid goodbye
the unheard cry
the unfilled aisle
the unfed child
the unpaid man
and
the unwashed hand
When everyone stopped.
After panic buying and
so much crying and
fear about dying
they finally fell into the
ideals of isolation
whilst
I
slowly
broke
under
the
weight
of
the
new
earth
and
her
unspeakable
pain
