Thank You! Lockdown,
for animating us.
Deceased by numbing clockwork &
regulated voices,
running ad-libbed to nowhere;
we forgot to sense
the words.
Reduced to mere sounds they had lost their purport.
Assault, Abuse, Assassinate...the prompts,
Who puts it the best?
The eloquent harrowing
was more significant than the signified.
Impromptu you came as impasse;
imparted aporia
& defamiliarized our indifferences.
Unnumbed us,
gave us a moment to think.
How it feels...
It's dialogic, not dialectic,
what makes us humane.
Thank You! Lockdown,
for making us what we are.
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