You can keep your Back to Normal

I don’t want it

Keep your furniture stores

Full of pressed wood and poison

Cheap clothes

Made by children

Jumping in the car

To run one errand

Consuming

To fill the void

Why run?

Before we can walk

I’ve gone into the ‘real’ world

Twice in two months

The house, garden and woods

Are my world now

I know how lucky I am, how privileged

To live in this way

The years of overwork

Finally bought me some peace

A bolthole

Protected

No social pressure dictating

How we show up

The glimpse of a better world

Now stolen

Just as we were getting used to it

I like the bubble

That keeps me off the frontlines

Lets me keep people away

Three food deliveries in two months

Ring the bell and leave it there

The masked man

Now welcome at the door

Pull yourself together

This couldn’t go on forever

Just stop, don’t you see?

I’m broken open

And I can see

I don’t trust

I’m mad and I’m sad

Still ten times more people dying

Than when we went into lockdown

It isn’t over

This Back to Normal game

A broken knock-off

Of the American Dream

Not

The more beautiful world our hearts know is possible*

And for that

I will stay home

And keep the world out

Just a little longer

*The more beautiful world our hearts know is possible, a book by Charles Eisenstein