The world is on fire,
I search for a new iPhone.
Floodwaters at my neighbor’s door,
I doomscroll Twitter for hours.
December tornadoes on the news,
I schedule brunch with friends (no masks).
Another Breaking News banner on my TV,
I turn off the lights and crawl under the covers.
More mandates, mass confusion & supply shortages,
I hoard supplies to feel a sense of control
over the uncontrollable.
Over the uncertainty that lies ahead.
Over the end(less) news cycle and Overstimulation of our daily lives.
There is no slowing. Only a growing sense of urgency, emergency and resurgence.
A virus mutates, time ticks by,
it’s only a matter of time until it all
becomes too much
or maybe it already has.
Tick, Tick, Boom.
200 Milligrams at a Time 