I own a blue bandana and received
a hand-constructed mask my daughter made.
I dislike wearing each. I feel relieved
to get back home where solitaire is played
and I can touch my face. Of course I’m peeved –
beneath the blue I fear our future’s grayed.
I can’t foresee and don’t know who to ask.
I think I’d better buy another mask.

I’m skeptical about a quick vaccine.
I think we’ll be contending with some flares
at least, and winter surges or unclean
events corruption-born with error snares.
I don’t know details of the coming scene,
but I see spans when everybody wears
a mask or covering, for sanity.
Today I bought online a set of three.