COVID-19

The world ends not with a cheeseburger

or a candy cane

or a bang or a whimper

or a breeze or wave or quake

or nudge from a rock

or a drop or a smash

or a scuffle or a swipe,

but with a girl in pink’s cough at the airport.

 

 

 

NOTES

Composed at the Fort Lauderdale-Hollywood International Airport while awaiting Flight NK 380 to Detroit. Tuesday, March 10, 2020. The world ends… or a bang or a whimper “The Hollow Men” by T.S. Eliot.

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