Testing, Testing…1,2,3

Crumpled and tiremarked

A disposable mask flutters across the road

Opened tubes, drop laden cartridges

Overflow receptacles

Another swab, another swirling of saliva

Another

15 minutes

.

Another, grateful, sigh of relief

.

Grateful for this privilege, time, communication

Grateful for science

And for possibly true proof

That restrictions will not descend

That health is clear

.

Possible, only possible

Attempts

Attempts

To understand

Mysterious illusory possible truths

Ones worth fighting for

Ones worth suspecting for

Ones worth judging for

In three drops

In 15 minutes

All these etiquettes

All these plastic remains

All these flattened, discarded shields

Blowing across highways

.

Another illness, another industry

.

Possible, only possible

Sighs of (naive?) relief

Hope

Gratitude

And rumbling paradoxical questions

Of control

Of illusion

Of industry

Of privilege

Of truth.

Questions in

15 minutes,

Waiting.

Grateful,

And questioning.

And testing…

Testing…

1,2,3