Dec 2020
I can’t tell anymore.
Being outside Being indoors
***** laundry overtakes my drawers.two days dirt saturates my
pores.texts and calls being ignored.avoidance of all commitment.
I’m scaring myself.
No one around to help, to witness.
What to say of i s o l a t i o n
If it gives me a different sickness?
Being outside Being indoors
***** laundry overtakes my drawers.two days dirt saturates my
pores.texts and calls being ignored.avoidance of all commitment.
I’m scaring myself.
No one around to help, to witness.
What to say of i s o l a t i o n
If it gives me a different sickness?
For clarification, I fully support evidence-based medicine and this poem is by no means 'anti-lockdowns". It was instead written during a moment of mental weakness as a means to cope my rising anxiety due to being indoors for months at a time with very little human contact!
