Zero BC (Before Corona)

i will say goodbye 
to these four walls 
as i shut the front door
and hello to the fresh air
that is brighter a road away;
will feel the hug of those
i could only touch 
through tapping a screen
and whose voice 
messages kept me up til the next day;
when metres will return
to being on rulers
and zoom the noise
i make on my way to you 
and face masks go back
to just being skin care
that stick to my shut smile like glue.