Monday Slog (HA 60 Spenserian Stanza)

House Arrest

I telework on Tuesdays, and of late
I spend the next two days in quaranteam.
Then Friday is recovery – a date
for me alone at home where every dream
of comfort rests – I’m resident supreme.
On Saturday the store’s a little dense –
we all have time but most my neighbors seem
to want a weekend shop. The owner gents
take Sunday off. My Mondays are intense.

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