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.