Poetry

Quarantine Blues

Heard enough?

Well, too bad buddy

I’mma vent these blues

on to somebody

’cause it’s lock the doors

and windows tight

while she done goes

out again tonight

Yeah, it’s no virus

that got me down,

it’s this lovesick fool,

this frownin’ clown

 

 

 

 


I’ve been harping on about things being “business as usual.” Figured I might as well go back to my “pathetic narrator” poems 🙂

Stay well. God bless

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