Watched the tourist families
As
they strolled and shopped and sipped.
Without
their masks, you might have thought
That
Covid had been whipped.
They
skated on the ice and bought
Hot
chocolate and raclettes.
If
germs were floating in the air
They
didn’t feel their threats.
Yet
all of my anxiety
Of
Omicron infection,
Despite
my jabs and distancing
And
masks for my protection
Was
not apparent, outwardly,
On
anyone I saw.
I
wish, like them, I could command
My
worry to withdraw.
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