Home for the New Year
Another day home, undisturbed and still,
a tug-o-war of idleness and will,
to seize and create, or simply waste time,
to achieve or fall short, to sink or climb,
but what is to seize when every next day
is sheltered-in-place, and duty’s to stay
home more time still, akin to a squatter
sitting stagnant in tepid bath water.
Quarantine for wellbeing shall prevail,
as many lives endure buoyant yet stale.
© J.A. Flintsmith 2020