Poetry – In A Bubble

In A Bubble

I’m in a bubble,

On an island,

Marooned

Within a crowd.

Completely silent,

Though I’m talking –

Shouting

Rather loud.

Opher – 13.11.2020

I think this lockdown is getting to me. I miss seeing friends and having a good argument or two about the world.

It’s not the same on line or on the phone.

I miss the interaction.

I do not feel as if I am among my type of people.

I’m stuck out here in a bubble. There’s no stimulation, no questioning.

Marooned.

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