If I
have
to read
Another
status
update
I think
I will
be sick
I
get
it
You’re
bored
With
nothing
to do
But
stop
moaning
You
selfish
prick
Sanitised
Don’t
come
anywhere
near
me
I don’t
know
where
you’ve
been
There’s
no way
you are
touching
me
Until
your
hands
are
clean
Breathing in 2020
Quod me nutrit me destruit
