Teeter (HA 84 Magic 9)

House Arrest

I felt a little lightness yesterday,
and thought in this environment of plague
and wide unrest, to hide it or I’d pay
a price in lurking guilt and murky shame.
For most the day no trouble seemed to weigh
on me – I felt content and calm as ponds.
I should have just enjoyed, I have to say,
for morning found me antsy with a vague
disquiet, desperation, and dismay.

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