A Period of Quarantine (after Stevie Smith)

I’m radio 
active.

It’s for 
my thyroid,
you see.

They say 
it’ll work 
wonders.

That those 
things will 
disappear.

The sweats,
palpitations.

The madness,
rage and 
anxiety.

I have to be
isolated.

Quarantined 
for three days.

I might 
build a kite
to stave 
away the time.

I can 
make one 
out of a 
bin liner 
and a wire 
hanger.

I can tie 
all my 
shoe laces 
together. 

Then let it 
sail from this
St John’s 
window.

Watch it
wave
high over 
our city.

To let you 
all know of 
loneliness.

Of my
tenacity.

#Recoverysongs