Nothing would come.
Constipation of the mind.
So what do you take?
Something new. A photo. Chosen at random.
What to call it?
The Light at the End of the Tunnel.
That’s what it’s like now.
Masks come off just before Easter.
The QR codes are gone except for medical facilities.
It has been a dark and claustrophobic journey
especially for those in isolation.
There;s the Ukraine War.
We are still in the tunnel with that one.
But it looks as if the tide is turning.
Those rigid tracks
but the train of progress has to travel
O glorious light.
See, you can get something from nothing.