The Quarantine Chronicles, Day 8

DAY 8: Such an awesome sunny spring day outside

so peaceful and inviting outside

they have just banned running

jogging walking the dog and

going for a drive in the hills

or along the beach

to fire up the barbecue

roast a few wieners

drain a few beers,

so, at the moment these activities

I haven't read the ordinance

are still legal and allowed:

-- looking out the window

with sad-dog eyes reflecting

the blue painted with blue.

-- thinking great thoughts but

none come, so thinking nasty

horrible thoughts of pain and

death, loss of love and life --

the end, abandonment.

-- crying permitted within

reason but not encouraged.

-- complaining -- same.

-- sitting before the television altar

absorbing only that tick tock 
of rising blood pressure.

-- sitting on the toilet, non-productively.

-- lying in bed wondering

when this will end --

but, again, I haven't read the ordinance.