I am
So frustrated!
Normal things take longer.
Technology does not work right.
Bummer!
I tend
To think the cause
Is lock-down atrophy.
I find I yearn for simpler times
Long gone.
“Brace up,”
I tell myself.
And sometimes I obey.
But sometimes I, instead, just take
A nap.
I write,
But not tonight.
I cannot find the words.
Thoughts and feelings fluctuate.
They ebb and flow, then intertwine,
But won’t converge into one sense-filled line.
Reluctantly, I rise from chair, blank screen still there.
My muse is playing hard to find.
I write,
But not tonight.
POETRY BY AHYOKA 