Yet More Unasked For Poems!

a wide variety of my questionable quills

First, some horrifying pandemic poetry

Looking through old notes, I came across a series of poems I penned during the pandemic*. They are bleak, but they give a glimpse into my mindset, however brief it was:

Chaos of Contagion

How to cope with the Chaos of Contagion?
The confusion of conventions
The conflicts over comportment
Floating, floating, floating, flo…