A broken tulip

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Something
ate up all the colour
in our news.
No more reports
of rebels or thefts or courts
only a slow-ticking clock
counting deaths
as the whole world holds
its breath.

Still. Don’t forget
all the rest is going on too.
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Monochrome (noun): “a photograph or picture developed or executed in black and white or in varying tones of only one color.” (Google)
Hope you all stay well and keep looking up. I’ll be back on Monday with more coronavirus poems. You can carry on the conversation in the comments or email me at: abrokentulipinbox@gmail.com.
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