This blue tape is six feet apart.

The world wracked in pain and death.

The old stalked.

Shall my heart beat six feet wide to fill the agony?

My isolation needs no tape to pack it tighter.

I have always seen you from a distance my ... humanity.

When will we know safety?

Will it be at a distence?

Has it always been this way?

Is the new normal the same as always?

Nothing new at sunset.

Nothing new at dawn.