It's Still Life

The Approach

The barn door’s open to
birds singing,

and he comes into view,
born out of smooth fog.

The floor’s a chill.
His damp stirs. Rips

the fog, lifts from his heat.
He’s a virus. A panic.

I felt old enough.
I’d just turned twenty.

for dVerse Quadrille #99 and Wordle Words #446: smooth, twenty, sing, view, enough, old, virus, panic, blessings, floor, rip, lift ©️ Misky 2020