IDK #1

IDK in text talk is I Don't Know. The reason the name of this poem is IDK is because I really do not know where this came from or what it means. Interpret as you will. I love the flow. I hope you enjoy it as much as I did writing it.

You have a thing.
I have a thing.
Your thing
My thing
they are not the same.
You dream of valleys low
mountains high.
I dream of ponds in the backyard
and a sea at the door front.
Your are nice.
I am not.
I can be.....
just sometimes it is easier to not.
You have cares.
I carry worries.
You have love.
I have.....
dire warnings.....
the opposite of cupid
that would be me.
Instead of red hearts
I come bearing black sorrow
and heartache.
Cupid might be a Lover
but I am an Avenger.

Copyright Feb. 12/23

Its The Covid

I have been noticing of late that when people are discussing that they have had Covid that they look around carefully to make sure that no one is around, no one is within hearing distance and they lean in real close and in a hushed voice whisper ‘I had The Covid’. It takes a bit to keep my face straight.
It is like when they use to say ‘He has The Clap’ or ‘He has The Drip’. Well actually no one said it out loud I have to assume given what I know about society and the times however in books it was something that was discussed in certain genres and time period books. I am not so sure what is up with the capitalization but there you have it.
The other thing as I tested for the 4th time yesterday morning, I had a small giggle. Taking a Covid test is like taking a pregnancy test only this time everyone is really hoping that the results are negative.
Testing for Covid has me setting up a little plastic tube into which I put the liquid. What is the liquid? I don’t know and given I do not consume it I don’t need to. Have to put the little stopper in the stand next to the little tube so that Loki who has taken a great interest in what I am doing, does not try to bat it onto the floor to play with.
I get the test cartridge ready and then comes the fun part. Shoving the stick up my nose. Not just one side but both sides. And this is a thin cotton angled somewhat. Put it in until I feel mild resistance and swish it around while pushing against the nostril. If it sounds unpleasant that is because it is.
Next is sticking the cotton in the solution for 2 minutes. So I wait. When the timer goes off I have to take the cotton out and press it against the sides of the tube to extract as much liquid as possible. Once done I put in the fancy little stopper and squirt it into the small well on the test. Immediately it begins to turn purple. And I watch.
Set the timer for 15 minutes and wait more.
Each and every time it clearly and brightly indicated that I was not infected. I could resume normal life.
Today I had someone take me to task for wearing my mask. When I stated I had a cold and did not want to be sharing my germs with all of Steinbach he goes ‘oh I’m shaking’ while waving his hands in the air. I snapped that it was my choice and turned my back on him. He began to say ‘Oh it is like that about choice’ when his wife told him to be quiet.
Someone just fell off the favorite wagon. I can tolerate a lot but mocking me for a personal decision is not cool.
Cashier Mafia is going into action.
©March 29/22
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