Strange Thoughts In Quarantine
how i walk in the sunshine
so incomplete
too surreal
how i pivot off my left foot
so right handed acting
so fictitional
how i place my hand on the doorknob
so obviously anxious
so internally enraged
how my clothes metaphorically rip off my body
so green with spots of grey aging
so overprotected and caged
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