Everything shut down
Including hearts and minds
Nowhere to find solace except in each other
Nowhere to run
It's everywhere you go
Moment in history
Not a plague
Not discriminatory
Drowsy depressing face plants onto the bed
Salacious news stories
Electronic age put to the test
No home runs - just hearts at home
Pittering around a small vacancy
Plucking and picking at themselves in sheer boredom
Some hurting themselves
Some taking in joy and comfort in others
No students or educators congregating
World struck by paralyzing fear
Stranded in heartache
Stranded and unable to move forward
Unable to move anywhere
Cabin fever to the nth extent
Uninspired
Entrapped in my own melancholy and self-pity
Entrapped and wrapped in thoughts of what could have been and what never will be
Forced to move on
Unable to escape the pain of it
Poetry is unending but I am not
Neither is this quarantine
No rainbows in Ohio
Nor the lightest places in my soul
Not now
Not ever
Frustrations festering
Tensions tumultuously consuming the home
No escape
Sullied and trapped
Trapped and sullied
No remorse
No shame
Nothing to be done
Cradling in pain
Cuddling in despair
Some hope but not much
Best friends with myself
No other option
Paradises on earth have been closed
No parties
No church
No love
No birthdays
Only death days
No celebrations
Just condemnations
Nothing left to the imagination
Nothing left to bruise
Except for me
My brain taking the hits for my body
Terror strikes every single day this isn't gone
Every day I wake in my bed and check how many have died
How many have survived
How many are afflicted
Pondering if I'm next and what I'll do if I am
Needing to quit my job
Needing checks from the government
Needing to play board games and to write to stay somewhat sane
Contagion
No longer just a movie
It's a moment in our history
Unavailable for rental - it's live-action every day - front row seats
Who knows when it'll be over
And the pain will dissipate
Along with my fears.
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Quarantine Blues
PuisiAn escape route from the quarantine street. A way to vent and come out unscathed.
