Plague Poems on Nostr: My coworker blames everything on the lockdown. His foggy memory? That unused weight ...

My coworker blames everything
on the lockdown.
His foggy memory?
That unused weight set?
His constant cold?
That missed wedding?
All of his misfortunes he blames
on three months of lockdown,
but he blames nothing
on the five times he has caught the virus.