Matt Borczon writes

This is the year 
the circus closed down forever

this is the year

I started therapy again

this is the year

to report all your neighbors

this is the year

I used to dream I’d get better in

this is the year

to learn to shelter in place

this is the year

to finally scatter my father's ashes

this is the year

to deny climate change

this is the year

the air will be filled with gunshots and broken promises

this is the year

they’ll finally find all those lost airplanes

this is the year

lies become truth and truth becomes nothing

this is the year

to figure out which side are you on

this is the year

you get for doing nothing

this is the year

no one will accept blame for

this is the year

the circus closed down forever

the animals all died or retired

and the clowns have taken over the world.

 

 Une Parade (Sidewalk Show) -- Georges Seurat