Heartbeats fast, Facetime lag Washing hands like I’m under attack How can I quarantine When my snacks are gone…
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Time slows down,
Eyes go dry
From staring at screens that whisper, “Why?”
How can I unmute this mic
Without waking my cat and regretting my life?
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I have Zoomed every day… inside
Waiting for… the end of time
Darlin’ don’t be afraid, I have masked… for a thousand years
And sanitized… for a thousand more
All along I believed I would hoard
Toilet paper and Lysol stored
I have prepped… for a thousand years
While my sanity quietly roars
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Calendars gone
What is time?
It’s March again for the 7th time
Put on jeans just to feel alive
Then back to my sweatpants—my soul’s in decline
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One more Zoom
Frozen face
“Can you hear me?”
“Okay, great.”
Yes, I’m still here
I never left
I just became a couch-shaped silhouette
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I have Zoomed every day… inside
Waiting for… real human life
Darlin’ don’t be afraid, I have masked… for a thousand years
And door-dashed fries… for a thousand more
All along I believed in my core
That this was two weeks, maybe four
But I stayed… for a thousand years
And forgot what I’m alive for