Three Poems Under Quarantine

WHILE THE LAWS OF PHYSICS REMAIN INTACT

there are aspects of reality
hammered out daily
hammered into our brains
unnaturally
alarms sounded
before dawn
and so we never awaken
rather we are roused
and always at the same time
no matter what dreams may come
(speaking of which
why does it have to be 6:30 a.m.,
why not 6:42?)
aspects
that send us off to twist fibers
fashion cords
tie […]