The wind blustery
Skies grey blue
A light so muted
Birds are quiet too
We walkers go
Sidestepping
Couple-dancing
No touching
Looking or meeting
Glances…Oh no!
Masks dangling
From chins
Below noses
Hanging from one ear
Or sometimes
Fitting so properly
Covering everything
So no one can see
Or know
What we’re really like.
Runners running
Soundlessly
Iron determination
Seeping through
So much so
That dogs being walked
Know they cannot
Wag tails
Or even
Bark a greeting.
Two men
Creating content
One breaking into
Hair flipping, body popping
Dance
Faithful friend filming
In fits and starts
As a security guard
Sips his chai
Utterly bemused.
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