Continuum

Photo by Fábio Lucas on Unsplash

I haven’t left my house in fifteen days.

The hours blur together like a haze.

I grab the lifeline of a clear routine.

I work and then I cook and then I clean.

My main contact with others is on zoom.

I sit in a brown recliner in a little room.

I do not see the earth or grass or sky.

As the days and hours are all flying by.

I take a break and watch the TV screen,

And visit worlds that I have never seen.

The characters become my only friends,

As days fly by and then begin again.

Caught in a continuum, the walls are closing in;

Caught in a continuum, my patience getting thin;

Caught in a continuum, is my mind starting to spin?

As days zoom by and then begin again.