Quarantine

I see their mouths move.Many promises coming;hear, “It’s about me.”

County now on hold.Not wanting people to hurt;but where now to head?

Drunker than a skunkEvery weekend the sameOnce in four, a change

The day is now doneTomorrow, a ride aheadHappiness, but fear

My legs are shakingHow do I survive the painEasy, don’t give up

Mental fingers out…Aware of so many souls;each, different view