cool breezes grips the morningair and surrounds me...
arms grasp my ribs for warmth,
the blue eyes of a Siamese
thanks me for attention, purring
in cadence with my thoughts;
an invasion of concerns
penetrate my silent mind,
sips of hot coffee flow down
my morning throat not
caring about the rules of
quarantine that have been
imposed on all who live here.
9 April 2020
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