Lockdown Diary: Day 291

It’s 12:61
December 32nd
When the penny drops

Lockdown Diary: Day 290

It’s bad for morale
To spread rumors, but [whispers]:
I’ve heard…there’s morale?

Don’t turn on the light
If the light illuminates
Things you can’t unsee

And just as you think
2020’s shot its bolt,
It’s Monday again.

Looking forward to
Looking backward at this year
With a rueful laugh

Well, in the morning
I saw three ships sailing in…
How was your Christmas?

I heard the smells on
Christmas Day! On account of
Synesthesia

Marley was locked down
Although dead: to begin with.
No doubt about that.

Putting up reindeer
Singing songs of joy and peace
I have a river

What are you doing
That you won’t be doing still
Come this New Year’s Eve?