Idle Time
IDLE TIME

I ain’t clickin’
I ain’t emailin’
I ain’t workin’.
But
I am sittin’
I am drinkin’.
And
I am a wonderin’
What were Dylan’s
Crickets talkin’ about
In rhyme.

This is a poem about downtime and isolation in rural Norfolk during coronavirus (COVID-19)

David Street

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