Velveteen

From 2020

I cried today, about the Velveteen Rabbit. 
You see, I heard someone say the virus stays on clothes after it leaves people,
And I figured that must be true for toys, too.

And then I remembered how the boy in the book got sick,
And how he had to watch his toys burn.

The Velveteen Rabbit was the first book to make me cry,
And that is why.

The boy found his heath, but the real things were gone. 

And I suppose that’s my fear right now,
That we’ll find our health, 
But the real will be gone. 

And perhaps that’s pessimistic.
Perhaps it’s too sad to imagine a world
In which we forget how to be together. 

A world where, 
After this over,
We forgot how to be real.