Furlow

During the time

Of Corona, girls unseen

May fulfill a lonely man’s dream.

While poets smile

And spend their time

Composing rhyme.

“An Englishman’s home is his castle”

Neighbours say.

And, wishing to avoid hassle

They look the other way

As girls (ineligible for furlow)

Come and go.

And time

Hangs heavy on the poet’s hands.

Therefore, he composes rhyme

About a crossed line,

And resistance

To social distance