A poem, covid, gothic style

Im sitting in my cabin
the only company,
is my brain stapping:
Do i have the Corona
Do i have the Corona
Do i have the Corona.

Such a sad day.
I want to hide it away,
and wake up tomorrow
in a sudden burst of light
to a band of sparrows
chatting in my chest so tight.

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