Plague Poems on Nostr: She tells me she is worried about me, with her hand on my wrist she asks if ...

She tells me
she is worried about me,
with her hand on my wrist
she asks
if continuing to wear a mask
might be bad
for my mental health,
and because I love her
I do not say
that what has been bad
for my mental health
is that my friends and loved ones
have taken their masks off.