Waking from a dream,
I find, I am in a nightmare.
The status quo is social distancing,
I cannot shake your hand,
Much less,
Give you a hug.
The world has been
Turned upside down
By an odd appetite,
And now we all must curb
A variety of yearnings,
Like sitting down in a restaurant,
Going to the movie theater,
Visiting at a friend’s house,
Shopping at the mall.
What has become of the world?
It seems just yesterday,
That I could go anywhere,
At any time.
Now I must check myself,
And ask if it is essential.
What is essential,
After all?