Heading into 2021, the news was hard to listen to and so an escape had to be found

When this is all over

 

When this is all over, I am going to London.

I’m catching the Megabus,

where we’ll sit together, touching heads

and planning our weekend.

 

 

I will not mind the smell of McDonalds,

Kentucky Fried Chicken or a Pizza Hut

floating about the bus.

It’s better than the stench of coronavirus.

 

We will chase down into the tubes

of London,

and be spewed up at our destination,

like a tube of toothpaste.

 

We will not care about touch,

link our arms so we don’t lose each other and

we will share a room without masks.

Distancing will be but a memory.

 

When all this is over, we will buy new coats

in a store where the changing rooms are open and

cram our old coats into careless backpacks.

Ready for London!

 

We will dance at a musical,

be touched by a movie star,

have cocktails at the bar

when this is all over.

 

 

23/01/2021