• Chell Navarro

DYSTOPIAN SONNET




the isolation is endless

habits are magnified

and one day we will

walk out of our homes free


and the sunlight shining on

our faces will display

frown lines deeply etched

our skin paste and ash


limbs weak and swaying

eyes shifting left and

right the only thing that

remains inside us will


be the sediment of fear

and the beat of joy

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