Zoom Classroom

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Several square frames in which to see us

Talking about subject matter often

Each freezes as a corpse in a coffin

Enslaved each day and what then can free us.

Garbled words can seem so hilarious

Syllables will harden and will soften

Each one’s hat he’s donnin’ and he’s doffin’

At pictures that only seem to be us

Mini earthquakes will garble every frame

Silent stillness leaves it stark and frozen

Paralyzed suspending all time and space

In a minute world far from whence we came

Forced upon us never really chosen

Leaving us with a most suspicious grace

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