Number 366

So this is post three hundred sixty-six
(I feared the lockdown might last several weeks).
I didn’t know uncivil politics
would so beleaguer us the flu would thrive.
I’m used to home, and though the mask constricts
my wind, I’m walking outside anyway.
While vaccination may not mean a fix,
I’m starting to revert to old techniques.
But I’ll keep posting daily, for these kicks.

(Magic 9)

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