Patience

Have you been alive for the past few years? You may remember the g l o b a l  p a n d e m i c and also want to think about it in the form of free verse poetry written by a very tired EMT in the Pacific Northwest.  These poems were composed to capture life as it turned a particular series of corners. None of them are formally structured in any particular way because I don't have an MFA and lack discipline, although I make up for it at the gym.
Some of them were written in twenty minutes and have been edited little; for others, it seemed as if I would never be done writing.  All of them I present here to you, grateful for your attention.