Our total deaths have  ballooned since  I wrote this and it was reported over and over on the news that sober total deaths of 31,000.. At first during lock down I felt quite prepared isolation isn't new for me   but after learning all your life to get out then  being pushed back inside  all thoes early feelings resurface    again.

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Was inflammation
Arriving later than a British rail train
31 thousand thoughts
and counting left to bathe in r own brain
Don’t dare pass that off as part victory

Any hope was hiding in our homes
The search party
Was now a watch party
with out of the blue, lost friend calls
We could noisy at house decorating on the walls
Any hope was hiding in our homes
& To be Frank Anne we needed it

Cos braking bad
beneath all this
Are proper people
The sleeps stopping
Until
I’ve got claustrophobic ceilings
Messed up mind of matrix feelings
The reality that could never be reality
The body dysmorphic fear
That made me sick
Any time I didn’t want to hear
Is shouting again
Shouting in my face
With those 31 thousand thoughts and counting