Conquering Condoms

 

an umbrella-like sky

     slips down to the 

          ground like the old

               fashion nanny about

                    which we read

                         as a child; but,

                              humble as it may be,

                                   it is menacing

                                        and foreboding

                                             as it darkens 

                                        all around us;

                                   clear cut paths have

                              vanished along with

                          the glee goggles

                     that kept us safe

                in the cocoon-like

          dark black environment;

gone are the safety protocols,

gone are the weekends on the lamb,

gone are the dancing girls,

gone are the dinners downtown;

          we have enlisted our souls

                    to survive all odds but

                              not our minds...   and the

                                        torment heightens anxiety

                                                  as we reach for the little

                                                            blue pill that will end it all.

                                                                                     20Aug14