My first trip inside a grocery store
A woman stood too close to me in the salt aisle.
A mask-less man laughed too near me by the potato bins.
I used to love the sound of laughter,
Eliciting it from the crowd,
But now it makes me think of projectile molecules--
A force behind the spread of germs.
And I'm not so funny anymore,
Only David here to hear my jokes.
He's been telling better one's lately.
Glute Bridge to God
I returned to work last week,
Leading workouts in a parking lot.
I was lying on the ground in a glute bridge hold
When the sun escaped a cloud
And struck my eyes,
Blinding me like Paul on the road to Damascus.
I wanted to call out to God,
But my mask was suffocating,
And anyways it was time to give instructions
For the next move.
Enjoyed the post. Exercise in the parking lot with a mask sounds uninviting. Exercising in my condo with a you tube video is not very compelling either…..minor complaints. I guess we’ll soldier on and try to keep our blessings in mind.