NaPoWriMo 9

(Weird Haiku Sonnet)

I long for the day
and it cannot be too soon
for this strange season

to revolt and say
the virus has left the room
no rhyme or reason

not warmth nor weather
or empty parkways with cars
that cover their face

consuming terror
with their windows left ajar
gone without a trace

mirrors we hold in our hands
unsanitary demands

By Joshua Keiter

reader, writer, actor, singer, teacher