Alone, in silence, 

trapped within my cognitive prison.

Lack of inspiration. 

I want to start a movement, 

but the world just stopped. 

Trillion ideas in my head, 

no one to share it with. 

Everyone’s in danger, 

Won’t put my life on the line...

Rona our here changing lives...

Wash your hands, wear a mask &

Please remember to Stay 6ft behind my ass...

Quarantine dreaming.