Pen of Loneliness

 PEN OF LONELINESS

Poised between alone by choice
Eventually, too much oneness loses voice
Noise welcomed where before
Only felt a shuddering deep in the core
Finds now enforced aloneness is nothingness
Lazy days turn into sickness
Only cleaning to the bone
Needles being alone
Every thought of prisoners with no reprieve
Looking for the day the door opens to leave
Idleness is a stripper of hope
Needing purpose is the only means to cope
Eventually, the virus, like others, will be tamed
Sending workers back to jobs reclaimed
Sunrises are greeted lovingly by the secreted.
~PLMS/PCSS~ 5.6.2022
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