Masked

 Masked


I wear a mask

I do not want to be the one

I have no symptoms

I can still carry the virus


I wear a mask

A jogger passes me on the trail

At the grocery, a lady pushes her cart slowly past me

A neighbor drops by, wants to talk


I wear a mask

I do not want to be the one

An invisible killer is abroad

I lose an old friend to the virus


I wear a mask

It is an imperfect shield

I stay ten feet away from others, hold my breath

I do not want to be the one, the one who kills another with only my breath






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