Sticky Wicket
I.
sent home, undeniably
smooth faced & a smile
traveled ten miles
shocking, the electronic stint
reading, reading, reading
the library; it’s closed
bought instant pot; soups
pressuring, ladeled into two
bowls. Lemony cake
with more lemony frosting
because he asked me too;
nothing else to do
stuck, at home;
sticky wicket —
wicked season
II.
curbside return,
a farside cartoon;
grand opening
tables and chairs tied up
like victims; taped up
mouths — wall plates
my smile stuck
inharmoniously;
attack of the mask
Zorro keeps pulling
it up to my eyes;
masquerade mayhem
when the pandemic ends
might save the scraps
for savage weather
III.
no end in sight
illness gaining strength;
anxious to arm wrestle
hide behind barrier
except when i get really close
screening unfathomable
IV.
Twenty twenty five
a good year;
face to face
i let out a sigh of relief;
the mirror
puts me back in my place
11/5/2020
*sticky wicket - metaphor used to describe
a difficult circumstance
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