The Lockdown Supermarket Shop

I wrote this whilst caught in lockdown number one, 11,000 miles from home in NZ.

Sadly I think it’s becoming real again!

The Lockdown Supermarket Shop

I’m up and eating
Then out and meeting
No one as I drive the eerily quiet road to begin the silent supermarket shuffle again.

I queue in silence
Then wipe with defiance
Every surface I can see and touch.

I pick and pack
Without looking back
At my fellow silent supermarket shufflers.

We glide and smile
Whilst avoiding any aisle
Containing any human within two metres of my bubble.

I unload and stack
My list on the track
To protect the brave person prepared to serve me.

I tap and pay
The NZ paywave way
Keeping contact to the minimum.

Then it’s sanitize the car
To keep me as far
From the evil Covid-19 as is possible.

After driving home
To our lockdown bubble zone
I unload to the waiting de-sanitizers.

With confidence I strip
Right down to the hip
And stroll through the house to sanitize again in the shower.

And finally done
I’m clean number one
Sanitized, designated supermarket shopper, ready to do it all again next week.