There’s welcome rain outside my window now,
as if the clouds were cleansing all of us
who hunker in our homes, obeying how
instructed to forestall the ominous.
A sunny day would be more difficult;
we’re overcast and want to stay inside.
If we’re to earn a popular result
we’ll keep apart, build hospitals, and bide
until by shot and time immunity
is gained, but never live the same again.
I’m healthy but I’m watching more TV
and Internet, athirst for news of when.
I’m surfing for some facts or common sense,
and getting ads with zero relevance.