Two hundred plus days-
Melbourne has been separated.
Two hundred plus days.
Over half a year-
longing-
to be reunited.
Over half a year-
Saint Paul’s cathedral bells-
have sung a lonesome hymm-
Echoing empty streets.
Under the clocks of Flinders Street Station-
a shadowless shell of what was.
Two-hundred plus days-
Unable to hug our friends and family-
to comfort them-
To comfort us.
Two-hundred plus days-
and counting-
always counting.
We are suffering.
