What Rough Beast | Covid-19 Edition | 06 14 20 | Anggo Genorga

Anggo Genorga
Three Poems

The triumph

the human
spirit

is nothing
short
of
a ghost
now

restless
haunting
wandering
silent

a shadow figure

akin to this
air of quiet
death.

Love Covid-19 Style

On earphones, she watches me burn
same time as she watches compiled
epic fail videos of cats on YouTube
& short clips of Vietnamese drama.

*
Round midnight all get locked down;
a precaution to the virus, says the news
asked me about my plan to score
—love sick, dope sick—
I said, what to do honey?

*
Marked 14 minutes past 12mn—
Locked down. Locked jaw. Still,
I went down on her to fulfill
an obligatory backscratching.

Work From Home Fighting Man

But what would a so-called poet do
except reflect the times
took on the issue of the day
as he take a pick
on what to eat later
tonight on his shift

—sinigang or calamares—

& call it a damn politically correct stance?

—Submitted on 06/13/2020

Anggo Genorga lives in the Philippines. His work has appeared in Alien Buddha Zine, Jerry Jazz Musician, Silver Birch Press, Red Flag Poetry, Paper And Ink, and other journals.

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