Snakes Invade my Space
Snakes Invade my Space
They wear suits.
They appear friendly.
They stab your soul and act as you’ve harmed them.
Their lies are accepted by those who look akin to their reflection.
They wear burgundy, they dress professionally.
They spread lies – faster than coronavirus.
They breed and multiply, they outlive the good ones. It’s like they never fade away and die.
Snakes slither around my feet, acting weak and in need like their life is deep and unseen by Unique.
They don’t strike out and bite into my Achilles muscle. They slither back and report I stomped on their heads. The slither by again, slower than the first time, they smile as they’ve successfully poisoned the ignorant heartbeats, within my space.
A group of snakes can hiss the same shit, they can do that daily. This does not equal the truth being reiterated by one.
A pit of snakes slid through my path, they tricked the masses and smiled at me during the process. Upon reflection, I now realise your life was never more than an insignificant birth.
At Least 2 Metres
Please keep your distance, I have common sense!
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Walk by the beggars that beg; maybe it’s for drugs? Maybe it’s for alcohol?
We can’t hear them.
News: The government say they have put aside millions of pounds to house the homeless during the coronavirus pandemic.
Viewers – Aww, that’s brilliant.
Walk by beggars who ask you to spare some change. They’re probably spending it on drugs and my money isn’t going to a crackhead.
Let’s get in the queue for McDonald’s, we haven’t had Maccys in weeks! We deserve a treat.
‘Spare some change please Luv?’
Sorry, I only have my card on me.
‘God bless you.’
A Gradual Ease
No socialising, no socialising. I forbid you to fucking socialise.
2 Metres, 2 metres no more than 2 metres.
1 metre and 2 bubbles! Oooh, pub crawls from July 4th. The rest of your educational year is still prohibited.
STAY ALERT – CONTROL THE VIRUS – SAVE LIVES
RIP, ‘Thankfully, only a few hundred people have died since last week.’
‘Remember, to wash your hands!’
I hate Rona’ just as much as anyone else. But Rona’s presence has caused me to start over – I now go jogging/running at least 3 days a week.
- I read more (guess I miss being able to visit the library.)
- I value the little things more! Far too many to list.
What day is it today?
I don’t know Rona, GO AWAY!
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