I'd Rather be Six Feet Apart than Six Feet Down

Hello Friend

An embrace would be comforting

A handshake would be nice

An inside joke refreshing

A slap on the back all right

Masked like a bandit

Gloved like a nightclub singer

Diving out of the way of a sneezer

I’d rather be six feet apart than six feet down

Lysol is my new aftershave

Scrubs my new summer shirt

Hanging on the daily utterances of the Governor

Listening for the Mayor’s new dirt

It’s a strange new world constructed from the pieces of what was before

Held together with sanitizing gel that I abhor

I’d rather be six feet apart than six feet down

Reality is a “B” grade Science Fiction movie

The world a shadow of its former self

Sidelined for now and put on a shelf

           I’d rather be six feet apart than six feet down

Jim

May 2020