Boundaries Of Reason.
The unwelcome virus arrived one cold day,
It’s settled right in and looks set to stay,
Like a Jehovah’s Witness it won’t go away.
With no cure or vaccination known
We’re advised to stay at home, alone-
What better company to be in but my own?
I thought I’d love lounging about, being lazy,
Rolling in bed, hours and days, getting hazy,
But I’m getting paranoid or going stir crazy.
I thought I’d take it all in my stride,
This keeping your distance, staying inside-
Now my gripping company I can’t abide.
I’ve re-read every last book, cover to cover,
I’ve re-recounted that night with my first lover,
My eyesight’s shot ‘tween books and thinking of her.