this is just a short ramble
my train of thought coming off the tracks
nobody runs a tight shipwreck
except it is very much expected
with unemployment and four walls closing in
with face masks and “working remotely”
(remote, definition: “having very little connection with or relationship to”)
and the toddler’s melting down
knocking on the front door and begging to be let out to explore
balking at handwashing and I keep thinking
yeah kiddo, me too
hands are raw, minds are raw, hearts are raw,
but this is just a short ramble
I have to get back to business as usual.