It can’t be seen by the public eye
But leaks out around my family
That lockdown, semi-functional
Catatonic, slow-motion moving
More in my mind than body
But discoordinates plenty
I could go to a dance party tonight
Blow off steam and hear new music
But my being craves what’s known
Running on the elliptical as if home
Imaginary roads being traveled with
Barriers being overcome by striding
Opposite from fear’s innate paralysis
Telling me I can’t create until it’s safe.
Candid Corvid Productions 