Thursday, March 19, 2020

Corona Corona

It is surprising how stressful nothing is.
For one thing, being told to do nothing
and go nowhere, gives me permission 
to do even less.

I no longer need to push myself
to be active and productive.

Why is this not a staycation?
Because, I can’t run to Lowe’s
or the art store 
for project supplies;

because, will I need this money
for food in 6 months?

The onslaught of useful information
Is very, very scary; the onslaught 
of non-useful information
is exhausting -- I need to unscrew my head

and dump the crazies out then somehow – 
screw it back on … to start again.

Apparently, the denial of the outdoors
becomes directly proportional 
to the desperate need
to be outdoors.

Corona, please let us run out of doors!
Run free, hug everyone. 

Ah, Corona, corona, 
somehow by separating us
you have brought us together --
however, I will need my better angel-self

to dig deeper for courage 
in this time of powerlessness.

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