Self Isolation

In the house
Which has shrunk overnight,

We jostle each other
Crowding thoughts.

Though I have provisions
And a determined positive attitude,

It seems I have left myself

A self, dwelling in car drives,
Busy errands,

Time in my head,
Space to think.

For now I am Other
Squeezed between rhythms,

Hoping to find myself
Squashed in a corner.