A Time for Thrills - A Support

A distrusting bug of sorts,
Dreamt of
For his disdainful cowardice,
Finds itself spilt upon
The windshield
Of a zooming car -
Microbes of jarred flesh,
Flaked and fiercely emboldened,
Become soaped and wiped away;
And the disemboweled edge
Of the enterprising scan,
Grippingly paused
By the haunting rebel,
Becomes a dutiful
And tragic highway mess
In awe... 

A scripted descent
Invades our nation’s
Cognizant earholes. 

Providing peace, hope,
And the ability to strengthen ties... 

To the hopelessly entrenched...

A burglary so bold
That the pandemic seethes
In reckless judgment...