Stretched too thin

by Kyrin Sturdivant

Stretching, 

the aching muscles fall into, 

the stream of motions worn in stretching— 

the confines of a house on lockdown, the fibrous masks overlain in rows, stretching—

into eternity.

the air stirs 

between bodies circling the floor. stretching  

across a city in shambles, 

the people, waiting for relief  

funds for the jobs lost, 

social and political- 

reform, stretching 

the limits of the rules they hold themselves to. All of us affected, changed for better or worse, 

all the while

we continue 

stretching, 

stretching,

© Kyrin Sturdivant 2022, All Rights Reserved.