Tag: Social Distancing

  • A Rub Or Tug Job A Day Keeps The Doctor Away

    Poet as early warning defence system?
    Don’t panic, I should listen to myself
    Heading into a new dark 3.0
    And out the otherside when a new dawn will break
    A rug or tug-job a day keeps the doctor away, in the meantime

    To repeat, make Bloomsday of doomsday
    Plant seeds and grow your own medicine
    Food fibre fuel and head-food
    Do your chemistry homework now
    Rice, coconut oil, turmeric, lemon juice, honey
    All naturally occurring medicines are your friends
    Re-introduce yourself to the produce

    I’m going through changes
    From complacent to intrigued to worried and back
    Know this fact, we all must act and spare a thought
    Self isolate and stop the wheels lower the probability
    Usually, I’m the one saying “just get over it, think yourself well
    Here I’m increasingly considering FULL CAPS
    Not to get shouty with orders but please…
    TAKE EVERY PRECAUTION POSSIBLE TO PREVENT THE SPREAD

    Including a little research into the global picture
    Other countries and their response
    Either get to where I’m at with this: CANCEL EVERYTHING
    Or come up with a really good reason why not to?
    Based on what evidence and statistics?
    From what I can gather, we’re heading for a novelty wave
    A tsunami of novelty where things will mutate and change faster and faster
    Get your thoughts in order, make a mantra
    BE A CORONAVIRUS HERO

    Hard questions for me to answer
    Stop smoking immediately in the interest of others?
    Cancel work, gigs, meetings, social engagements for at least 3 months?
    Stock up on food that will sustain in event of lockdown?
    Keep talking and writing to myself or start sharing these questions.

    Dear Boris and Mr Hancock and Mr Trump
    Contain yourselves
    Consider the vulnerable, the at-risk when you speak
    Falling on deaf ears
    So forget about them and reel in your reality back home
    Isolate meditate contemplate
    Poetry and masturbation poetry and masturbation
    Stay awank, we need you

    Love, steve fly