I want to go outside
and sing silky ribbons
of melody that float in
through your window
on a warm night
Things have never been quite
the same since
we stopped dunking our heads
in buckets of distraction
and empty, frivolous joy
opened our eyes
despite the fear
Sometimes I felt better
alone in dark quiet
but I know my foot is inches
from that stagnant infectious pool
threatening to fall in
And I am good
at keeping calm
in the most inappropriate of times
