(Written during lockdown)
I know there’s a world That goes on around us But for now I am in it With you, my 3 year old. Absorbed, emerged, sunk in. Deep down, under water. The rest of life continues And every now and then I come up for air. It’s been months now I’ve been waking up between 5 and 6am I’ve been going to bed by 9.30pm To make sure I get enough sleep. Trying to read a few pages of a book Before collapsing into a deep Brief sleep Which keeps me going, Until the next night. I’ll look back at this time As the intense, engulfing torrent That was lockdown. Working at home, living at home Trying to be present with you At home Knowing that a tidal wave of work Hides behind the laptop And the work phone and I'm always Within earshot of its shrill ring. Put that out of my mind, my head My busy head full of thoughts Flying along Like lorries on a motorway Looking for the next service station Where they can pull in and take a break But that break Is still a little bit far away. Maybe the next week Or week after. Come on lockdown, ease up Before my mind freezes up And me and you Merge into one.
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