the toll

A corona virus isolation poem

There's no sheltering in a public place.

There's no coming together face to face.

Keeping away from you keeps me secure,

I’m keeping away from you, but praying for a cure.

Obeying all the rules 'cause that's how I roll.

But staying away from you is taking quite a toll.

I'm getting weirder and weirder as time goes by

No distraction techniques are making this all right.

Laying in bed all night wide-eyed and hardly sleeping.

Enjoying my binge of repetitive negative thinking.