I do not want to confine myself to a cubicle I do not want to type my way through a day I do not want to bite my nails, fearing I ād fail I do not want to smoke my anxiety, on a Thursday I do not want to miss sunrise, in traffic I do not want to train a fake smile I do not want to mingle, even when Iām single I do not want to leave quarantine, even if you call it a syndrome I do not want to jump into busy, I do not miss it I do not want to forget how to value I do not want to rush, I like the pause I do not want to live by time, I want to control time I do not want to consume a designated lunch, I want to make lunch matter I do not want lockdown to end