Sunday, January 2, 2022

 like a boogeyman
(haiku)

another neighbor
has come down with the virus
that makes a dozen

and I’m reluctant
to even go to the store
to buy groceries

least of all mingle
for who knows what is lurking
within every cough

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it’s like it’s out there
waiting to put asunder
every well laid plan




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