Today XIX

Today,
he started the day
checking himself for symptoms...

He opened the door
stood at the threshold...

Saw the trees
the empty streets
the parked automobiles...

He heard the wind
the murmur of the leaves...

Vital signs stable
Breathed in, breathed out
Firmly alive...

Closed the door
he walked back in...

Today,
he stares at the blank screen
and hangs his words to dry...