The last real home is you

 

There’s a virus on my foot
I put acid on it overnight to burn it off

A tree on my street got a virus
They cut it down and made a car park
and a brown ring of grass like a halo

I thought time had left me alone
but the past stretches far back into my head
and what’s next after that only darkness.

I do remember going away on holidays
I would take a lot of pictures
and everything looked cool and different

Then came back home and didn’t take any.
Now it’s ending and all looks so beautiful walking away
and every small change hits me really hard

I used to think I was all alone
but I have my virus

 


Lily Van Buskirk
Year 13
Columba College