A trip to hell
I thought it was winter
Is it warm
Why am I bundled up
Like a grip in the sky
Why is it daylight
I thought it was cold
The road, I see only leafage
Is it the hell
Excrement, left by a dog
Wet and thick
A beer cap
With a lonely star
Is it red or familiar
Found in the mud
I thought it was winter
But I suppose it’s hell
White market stalls
Just like I dreamed
A city, white stalls and pamphlets
Praying to Mary, high above
Seeing a sculpture
A nice lady
And the scare
This is a trip
To hell and back
I wrote this about my walk to the vaccination center to get the Covid 19 vaccine in 2021. I had two go twice for one vaccine. The vaccination center was not nearby, I was dressed too warmly for the winter, expecting cold weather, and, of course, I was also wearing a face mask.
