Monday, October 12, 2020

Meeting at Nursing Home During the Pandemic


I must make an appointment

though we set the pendulum of our lives;


I must meet you through glass

though our breathing was one;


I must talk across a distance

though our words and breath were one;


I must put my hand to the glass

though happiness was the heat of your skin;


I must go away

though you are my home.


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