I interact with 100 people a day
Standing in crowded rooms
At restaurants and cafes
Wearing my delivery cap
And face mask,

While breathing in toxic air
And risking my health
For the wealthy and desperate
Individuals who can afford
My services.

When I deliver
The edible goods
To the customers
Waiting inside,

No one is in sight
For fear that my cough
Will bring them death
From this blight.

I am the delivery guy
That breathes in sickness
And death,

So that others can
Stay safe inside

And wait for Covid-19
To subside.

Sixteen Percent

It’s hard to panic during a
After you’ve survived a
Catastrophic illness
Like Schizophrenia.

It would be a cruel
Act of God if I were
To die from the Covid-19,

Given that
The recovery rate for
Schizophrenia is
About 1 in 6.

However I have found
It difficult to watch
The world burn

While it struggles
With the concept
Of its own mortality.


The New America

I still love America these days
Even if its in a post-apocalyptic

I still love the air
I breathe here
Even if its filled with toxicity and
Sickness and death.

I still love the
Nature of America and
Its many great landmarks and
Parks that still dwell
Untouched by the pandemic.

I still love the people here;
The mobsters, the free spirits
The hoodlums and pranksters
The art creators and other
Eccentric types
That make up
This great country of ours.

I still love its many great cities
And its diverse population
Where every form of life
Can still be found,
Even if they now live in fear.

I still love this country
Because I know
That someday
It will learn
From its many
Recent mistakes
And transgressions,

And become something
Better and greater than
It was before,

But first it will need to

Really bad.

Which is where we
Are now at now…

Risky Connection

It’s not difficult
To tell
Which ladies
Are interested in you
During Covid,
Because they are literally risking
Their lives
Just to speak with

If they would like
To chatter
Out of loneliness,
Throw a few
Wise and thoughtful words
In their direction,

And if you decide
To share
Fluids and Germs
Try not to be
A complete ass.

Breathe on Me

The first time you brought me coffee
I sat timidly
And feared your closeness,

Until I realized
That life is about taking

And that
Sometimes its worth
Sharing spit droplets
With someone

If it brings you closer
To the heaven
That surely exists.

The Invisible Crime

When you have a stigmatized disability
Like Schizophrenia
Signing an
“At Will Employment Agreement”
Is like handing your employers
An invisible gun.

Once they find out
You are a liability
They may pull
The trigger and

You will find yourself
Without explanation
Or cause.

Pounds of Love

I haven’t been touched by someone since
Co-vid arrived,

But losing a hundred pounds
In a year
Has given me the opportunity
To catch
A few smiles
From pretty ladies,

And inspired me to
Walk an hour

Do the Impossible

15 years ago my shrink told me
I was too damn crazy to ever be
Sane again,

So I got a new Psychiatrist
And became stable.

Last year a surgeon told me
I was too damn fat and needed

So I told him I would lose
100 pounds in a year

And he told me

Well here I am now,
1 year later and
100 lbs thinner and
Fairly sane.

These doctors need to learn
About the power of
In medical school.

Don’t ever give up,
No matter what
People tell you.

The Delivery Man

People never really thought highly
Of the delivery man until
Covid rolled around and made
Everyone afraid to
Leave their home.

Now I get Emoji’s of appreciation
On my phone from customers
And blown kisses from
Pretty gals
On overhead balconies.

Even with a deadly virus
Roaming about people still
Want their KFC
White Castles, Taco Bell and

So I deliver their cravings to them
In my Red Toyota
Absolving their risk
Of infection
While filling my pocketbooks
With money,

And stealing a few
Hearts along the way.

The Filter

Seems like every year I
Get a building violation for my
30,000 dollar house.

The neighborhood has been
Trying to cater to a higher income

Making my run down building a
To the whims of the community.

I’m rather certain one day
I will be slapped with repairs
That I can no longer afford,

And will be forced to move.