DUMDUM MYLYTIS

Bug us not, oh virus

Virile that thou are

Bug us not

And don’t trample

On our closeness

By means of thy regime of doubts

Sometimes we can do keep apart

When the time demands it

But we remember

That the closeness was painfully knit

And need be maintained

In spite of all that could go wrong.

Faith lies deep and in between

Give us strength

To get back to it

And cure us of this washing of hands

These masks

And distances taken for granted.