The Social Distancing Muse
I speed-dial her again: “Flatten the curve,
O muse - I’m dry from social distancing.”
“Abundance of caution”, she says. The nerve!
I press redial. “Please, help me write! Dance! Sing!”
Alas, my muse is self-isolating.
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