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The Staff

- by Linn Barnes

The Staff
-Linn Barnes

Today I made a staff
a grand mosaic staff

for strutting around 
with no one around

dreaming of parted seas
and swarms of insects

as if with this new weapon
I now govern the flow

of the virus on my land
now a safe haven

since me and my staff
are now in charge

but even if I’m wrong
is there a glimmer that

I’m not or at least
that I’m competing

with the best theories 
in a land where we

really have no idea
what we’re dealing with

as each day brings more
sad evidence to the

proposition that we are
bumbling toward

a cliff of great sorrow
to the bottom of nowhere