quarantine

by joetwo

I have slept for eons,

Isolated from the onwards march of time, of destiny.

Insulated from the magic of life

Kept away from the best of what life offers

I find myself more alone

Held in by my quarantine

For my own good, forced to live as a hermit

Away from my others.

This is my want.

To keep in this distant citadel

Protected and protecting

Until the magic of health has returned

To my germ assaulted form.

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