Indoors we sit

And try to make sense of it

We go out for walks

And make do with telephone talks


We try not to see others as a foe

They could be a carrier, though

And so we keep safe distance

Whenever others are in our presence


We wait it all out in isolation

While this crisis saps our motivation

I try to read, write, and be productive

But make little progress in my efforts to be active

Day melts into day in mindless stupefaction

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