Anthony Kirk

Villebois Lavalette, France

Tony lives in France. He has been writing poetry and has had online support from Poetry Kit.

Poem written  15th August /08/2020

Supermarket

the food aisles look like long hospital corridors

where we play trolley-dodgems under the bright theatre lights

we masked up like surgeons with psychiatric intentions

our washed hands are now as dry as shiny paper

I see the maskless

a touch of the cuckoo about them?

I can't help but think that they could be

laying their eggs in other people's nests

they could be spreaders

for they do not know

the difference between

margarine and butter

the checkouts workers

are safe behind their see through screens

for they operate the clinically clean conveyor belts

they too continually wash their red sore hands

slowly the country reopens

the tourists trickle in

and when they come

and they will come

I pray to god

the we don't have a second coming

not just yet

all we can do is wait for the “all clear”