Life (fragmented). Poetry, fragments and microfiction by Tim Warren

The horizon has been temporarily closed while improvements are being made to the future. We regret any inconvenience caused.

We do not know when it will reopen.

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everyone in isolation
distancing
becomes social

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Strange times for a semi-reformed pessimist…

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The first rule of Quarantine Club is: You don’t talk about Quarantine Club.

Of course, that’s not true. Talk is all we ever do about Quarantine Club…

What we never do is meet.

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I keep seeing the word quarantine everywhere and it’s honestly the most I’ve thought about Quentin Tarantino in years.

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I’m all out of snacks again. So I’ve started eating onomatopoeias. The last one was yum.

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On the bright side, at least we’re not in a nuclear fallout shelter.

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from a dis tance of just s i x f e e t

how small [life] seems

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There are no individual days anymore, just one long day that sometimes shuts its eyes.

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People are so down on negative self-talk. But these days I’ll take all the human interaction I can get.

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an armada
of ships
in bottles

becalmed

(send rum)

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My reflection is beginning to fade I’ve spent so many daylight hours indoors

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All this time on my hands, suddenly…

We’re going to need a bigger clock.

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Tim Warren is a writer of mostly very short things, often on Twitter. In his non-spare time, he writes and edits content for websites. He lives in Cornwall, UK.

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