lapped by the greasy waters of New York harbor
a croaking enchantment ringing
with the rattle and smash of ventilators
terrified of dentists
housekeepers
hairdressers
we hide in the smallest spaces possible
will we be exposed
buying carrots at the grocery?
as worried at 5 am
as at 5 pm will we die in separate bedrooms
without the grip of the other's hand?

Someone is knocking holes in the walls
or bludgeoning his roommate
it's hard to know from the floor below
do we just sit in
with Netflix car commercials
and the dog for comfort Spring arrives
it can't be stopped God's whisper
electric current through cold earth
frog crushing the joy out of Spring

If this is the end of the world
why am I not eating chocolate cake
drinking bourbon?

We go into the park sit at the edge
of the great meadow magnolias fat pink
opening a baby in a carriage
takes off his sock with purpose
the angry branching of malevolent trees
shaking in a light breeze
six feet from everyone