Simply And Completely Phuucked! Poem by Michael Walkerjohn

Warning
premonition
in a whirlwind
everything to nothing
all becoming that hint of
scorched… vanishing thoughts
each one you once held as truth
inside that blue which has overcome
you… leaning way back… peeled and
within fleeting dreams… recalculating
of each of your learned and taught
additions… from birth you were
worked into that which you did
become… not so happy with
these results in the living math
are you? Something was intentionally
deleted from the instructions… leaving you
constantly floating in the figuring out of living
complexities and thinking profoundly about what
is next… instead of enjoyment of life… you dwell on
dramas in times… kinda, sorta, maybe, rhymes? "Hymn"
Hum, drum, bomb anyone else but your self! Sail fish?
Feed fish? Eat fish? Not from the Middle Pacific! It is
a death zone there! Fukushi-made! Whatever! This
wondrous term is the "fix all" if there ever was
such a thingy! And "WE" sure got the "fix all" on
for this human scourge thing! Imagine that a few
absolutely invisible virus… well the results are clearly
in… A loss for US… and a win for ‘natures wrath'!
I, do not believe so… a mistake perhaps… a lab
incident… a droplet here or there… bit of mist
a breath in… or a skin lesion… whatever… the
track records in on that passing around of one's
parent virus… and it is wholesomely apparent that
humans played a bit to rough with the child of that
triangle, trio, trysting threesome… What is to come
of a condition that one's condition most likely will be?
Catch a Corona Today? Good Question! You or your kin
do not have a clue! Neither will all of your contacts… for
at least 14 days! What da phuuck! What good is a ‘test'
that is false positive or negative? Who the phuuck knows!
"They", and "them", and "theirs", most certainly with all
certainty do not know! How goes the ‘blow'? Quickly!
Line em up boyz and girlz… but keep the distance SoCal!
What is a zipless phuuck? You will never find out or
experience that elevator solo or become a member
of the "mile high club"… sad ain't it! No more of
the rookie nookie… no more stand em up against
the club hall walls and drilling… no more good head
underneath the fine dining tables! Phuuck! Phuuck!
My Kingdom for a treasured zipless Phuuck!
Adding to this I may never get my star on
that walk! Phuuck It! Where did the afterglow
go? The hereafter? The Forum's rafters?
What da phuuck is worth going after?
Theater tickets? Broadway's Finest?
Superbowl? Yea, correct… on da big screen!
What happens in Cancun? No shared rooms!
TJ, watching two donkeys phuuck? Okay?
Whatever floats your boat! Phuuck!
You each are gonna get real bored
playing with toys! Besides these are
plastic and really excited about having
a touch of Covid visit! Back to corn cobs?
No more five fingering! Sniffing from a distance?
Snail trails on passenger seats? Don't get too close!
Yea, what once was the smallest of tasks; is now
the greatest of challenges… like guessing if that
take out you picked up was prepared by a free
contact or an asymptomatic one! Who knows?
No one and once again what good is a test
with no immediate results? Humanity is
simply and completely phuucked!