like anyone post pandemic
I am baffled anew often
by the way we’ve changed
like a frog in a pot of cold water set to boil
we have been slowly assimilated to the change in temperature
and now
we’ve got so much work to do
it stares us in the face and demands a reconing
how did we reach this place
it is no gesthemani
but a small shadow cast daily anew
of a mustard seed bow giving up shade