And I’m out downtown
Enjoying
The summer heat.
Here, in the north,
Shade trees
Join hands
Above the street,
Glass buildings
Reflect
Banks of clouds,
While fountains
Dance
For mid-week crowds.
The pandemic
Is not apparent
While the States
Play host
To a hundred thousand ghosts.
Best turn off the news—
Too many dead
Without excuse.
But here, I’m safe
Out on a sunny day
With errands to do…
Content
In the end
I’m coming home to you.