Lying broken on the floor
trying not to feel the pain
of all my bruises
and deep lacerations.
Trying not to open my eyes
so I won’t have to see
all the carnage I allowed
and the damage I caused,
Keeping my eyes closed
so I won’t have to look
at the accumulation of scars
from every day of my life.
Lying still and waiting
to find the strength
to rise above
and continue on
despite my wounds
and all the scars
that are invisible to see.
I’m sitting and thinking about doing the dishes.
I don’t need to do them all at once;
I can do a few and then take a break.
The water will probably need changing anyway.
That new dish soap looks more attractive, but it’s not as good
And I need to use much more.
In the time I’ve been thinking about this,
I could have started the dishes.
I really should get the dishwasher fixed;
I’ll try to remember to call on Monday.
At least I sent a message to the guy who did my floors,
So he can quote on my stairs.
I hope he’s been okay through all of this;
It’s hard when you’re starting your own business,
Being self-employed during a pandemic,
With a wife and kids to help support.
This situation has hurt so many.
We need to figure out a better way
To deal with these situations in future,
Because it’s going to happen more often –
So the experts say
And it does look that way,
With SARS and H1N1
And now this COVID-19.
Damn, I could have finished the dishes.