My First Covid
was kind of dreamy,
slow floodwaters rising
to the roofline and i didn't
mind going under, no pain,
just luscious lethargy and the
loss of any will to live. i didn't
want to move and my thoughts
dissolved before fully formed. i
couldn't imagine ever wanting to do
anything ever again. is this what it's like
at the end? easy letting go with no regrets?
i don't think i was that close but if i had been
at the time i didn't care. it was a shut down body
state deeper than ordinary sleep. and i liked it!
when i did stir, i found two
healers between my feet.