TESTING THE NEW OXIMETER
To get an accurate reading use
the middle finger of your dominant
hand, dear. The result is almost instant,
it is fine and I knew it. It’s the just-in-case,
the no-harm-done, the ready-for-anything
mantra I live by these days.
Outside, trees are flowering,
weak-pink and lips-thin, signs of spring
that’s not quite spring. No place to be.
No one to see. Let’s toast for us,
the exiled who are not quite the exiled