negative with caveat

 k

so i got tested just 2 days after my last contact with the ronie.

it was aerosol so more potent, however, not sure

if that was friday or monday. let's call it monday. girl says

good news you're negative, but

and reminds me of the up to 14 days of  symptom onset

and i'm like, oh yeah. but it seems they're pushing

don't come back unless you got a fever can't smell type

of illness. insurance won't cover the instant test twice

without reason. even tho exposure is sposed to be a reason

oh well. so what shall i do with this suspension of pattern

for the next week? all the little things we said

we'd do if we had the time? shit, it took me hours

to get over the medical excursion. people take

a lot out of me. cnn played on the tv in the waiting room

riots in wisconson, vigilantes shooting people 

on the streets and the cops just drive on by

cuz black lives still don't matter. k. 

interspersed with evacuations from the hurricane

that spared florida, straight into texas so that part

i tuned out and the couple in the waiting room

said something about you see? that's what melania

was talking about last nite in her speech, unironicly 

us v them. i felt so them but hid it because

after all they were not talking to me

and i don't wanna be someone who eavesdrops

and tells. too many busybodies running round

these days. some of them with guns. ready to shoot.

____  

so this unplanned covacayid

is gonna include a remake 

of my garden, in late august

monsoon season. i need to move

2 hibiscus over to the side of the shed

because they've been there 2 years

and die every spring. no water. at least 

the shed has runoff. then i'ma take

my trailer trash semi fence

comprised of shephard's hook 

garden stands, plastic 5 X3 trellis

pieces repurposed from my drive

and ty wraps to give me some privacy

from the road and the trailerclose

neighbors. not allowed to fence

but yard trash is acceptable

so i will also put out gnomes

at the edges so management knows

this is garden art, which is allowed. 

there is a norfolk pine left by my friend who died

on 420 last year. it needed repotting then, 

all this last year, since

my daughter took it home for christmas,

 its branches wither and brown.

 i think it needs to go

 in the ground. if i had her ashes i would 

mix some in. 

*

another thing i'd like to do is

refinish my gramma's hope

chest, though i suppose that by now

twenty years on, it is finally mine. 

*

the sky comes up dark by patches. 

pieces of glacier melt, the runoff from greenland.

the mirror is behind me.  

i see my glorious hair

tied up in an aged bun

permanent lines the typewriter has left

scattered across  my face, like mars. 

&

unexplored possibilities collapse

in the sealed lab.the obserrver, looking

for negatives, a 50% spin down appears. because

that's what the machine does.  up spin happened as well.

you just didn't catch it this time.