What is that one odd habit you’ve picked up since the pandemic?
Mine? – I am always making a list.
Each day, my pen curves, flows
from end to end, like the lawn –
mower in the shed
that gnaws,
the length & breadth
of the yard,
I’ll add that
to my list of things
to do tomorrow.
So, I write.

I list the tell-tale signs of a virus I think I’ve caught,
because I coughed, lost
all sense of taste in my mouth – because
my skin seared to the touch, when my throat
snapped shut an hour ago,
as the death toll crossed one
too many.
So, I write.

I list the names of friends I’m meaning to call,
I write down the memory
to remember to do so,
before their obituaries
remind me I didn’t do so.

I should do so.

So,
I
Write.