Isolation by Fran Thurling

Arts Richmond

Online - 08 July 2020

Isolation

Tear up last year’s map!

The world turns mad.

I watch the horror screening.

Screaming at reality

I must wring my hands.

I must monologue in slow time

not able to distance from myself.

Become a sentence without punctuation.

I must not trespass.

I must be idle.

I must be idle.

I must not trespass.

Become a sentence without punctuation,

not able to distance from myself,

I must monologue in slow time.

I must wring my hands,

Screaming at reality.

I watch the horror screening.

The world turns mad.

Tear up last year’s map!

By Fran Thurling