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Three Line Lunch: Dream Catalog #2

a yearlong diary in three-line poems by Jeff Rogers, day 49

Dream Catalog #2

“Come quick!” Elise yells from bed, “The virus is moving!” Virus? I run in,
See something small round and brown hop over a bedspread wrinkle.
I lean in, it jumps — soft and flat hits the base of my throat,┬áslips down inside my shirt.