i. collision of paranoia and pandemic
when your loved one in the passenger seat
turns over after crossing
the second state line
and describes a lump in their throat
their head in the sky
and you fall down that hole.
the possibilities. in your left ear
a buzz :
at what point is it too late
to turn back? is it too late to cry?
in your right a breath :
your brother after all
and you were once
ii. collision of changing seasons
and when you come home feeling in your own
throat a lump and feel your own head floating
at what point is it too late to act?
a technician after all fished around and found
nothing wrong with you.
it is that season after all.