Paula’s Prompts: Wednesday Words

On August 26, 2020, P.T. Wyant posted at a Wednesday Words prompt involving allergies, a brawl, a hole.

This poem was the result…

Hiding in the hole
Unable to breathe
Ready to brawl with anyone
Violence, anger wanting to escape with nowhere to go
Fear rippling through my body
It is the virus? Is it allergies?
I can only live with the fear for so long
Screaming at shadows, wanting to kick them for scaring me
Wanting to kick anyone who crosses my path
I cannot hide in the hole forever
I have to move on
Get on with life
In spite of the maskless on cellphones
Ready to cross my path, endanger me
Not a though in their heads for the lives they threaten
I long to strike them an invisible force
Shoving them away from me
Pushing them beyond six feet
Pushing them far, far away
Give me space, let me breathe
Don’t frighten me into the hole again
Don’t make me wheeze
I’ve got a right to breathe too
Scrabbling for a patch of clean, healthy air
On an overcrowded planet filled with others scrabbling, too.

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