Pandemic

Some call it innocent sleep. They lie there, dead on their bellies, like fish in their safe aquarium. Another leans back in the mild spring air. He knows that as long as he feels tired, he is still alive. Does that also mean we have to work. Should I tell my boss what I thought of ? Bosses come and go, but my father has always been my father. Torrents of rain fall on my roof, like a deep cleaning. Better to endure an argument than for neither to ever reach the top in peace. A falling body from a great height imagined itself in balance before it happened. Overcoming the loss of love like hibernation. A beloved being breathes with the open window. A cold heart lies in the same bed as the lover and takes malicious pleasure. In the depths, the beast is also hungry; the evil creature lets out a cry. In the unknown lies the allure of satisfying ones curiosity. The beast has its lifespan, yet it does not kill itself. Man ascends to the heights of his love and falls from the house.