Bugaboo 20 – a Poetic Endeavor

Bugaboo 20

xxxxxxxby Joel Howard


Always at home,

One bored just sits,

The walls hard-white press in

As to burst one’s wits;


Oh, go out (if you must), but

With gloves and mask,

Masquerade as a doctor

At the grocery and for gas


Drive-thru food

Into the speaker SHOUT,

For sad few to hear –

“Dammit, I’m dining out!”


Back home again,

the walls hard white await,

stand still, as with Lysol

head-to-toe you must now fumigate


Speak now, my friend...