rain out the window
tv shining its warnings
will this ever end?
what was life before?
unaware, blissful touching
i try to recall
is today friday?
or thursday or saturday?
or is it sunday?
my anxiety
seems appropriate yet still
won’t fix anything
helping looks weird now
best done indoors, immobile
with clean patient hands
where are the fruits of
our lack of labor and watchful
waiting? hope feels far
indescribable
grief in every direction
endless list of loss
with safety and health
i know i’m a lucky one
i remind myself
what would barack do?
thankful for healthcare workers
and leaders with brains
dye or cut my hair?
new identities to match
all of the changes
facetime zoom or skype
netflix hulu or cable
so many options!
my plans have vanished
an intangible future
different normals
i pray distance brings
us closer to ourselves than
we have ever been