A Pandemic Poem


I wonder if you feel it too.
The flat sameness of routine.
Like a hamster
Running a pointless mile
On a pointless plastic wheel

I wonder if you feel it too.
The humongous wave of gratitude
For health. For livelihood. For company.
Like a giant bubble
Lifting out from in between your lungs

I wonder if you feel it too.
The kids constantly underfoot.
Mid-afternoon tangles- arms, legs and cuddles
Feeling like you didn’t quite do enough
Feeling like you gave more than you had.

I wonder if you feel it too.
The slight tremor of panic.
With each cough, sniffle and throat tickle
Hand sanitizer, soap, hand lotion
Between the fingers, don’t miss a spot

I wonder if you feel it too.
That surreal feeling in the supermarket checkout line.
Looking at the masked faces everywhere
Your own glasses fogging up
Taking deep breaths- it’s ok, all ok.

I wonder if you feel it too.
Time- stretching, rushing, ticking, freezing.
Is it 2021 already?
How is it still Tuesday?
When did this start again?

I wonder if you feel it too.

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