Any suggestions? This is a rough draft of a sonnet. The chips are resting on the counter now
I wish to bid them come to me at once
My toe meets baseboard and then I say “ow”
This quarantine’s turned me into a dunce

My mental state has obviously dipped
Yes, I have forgotten how to factor
I don’t mind that, my Uber Eats just shipped
Got up too fast, I think my spine just fractured

I could have been productive with this day
Starting on my next few school assignments
But then I couldn’t waste my time away
Netflixing in dark, comfy confinement

Like this is how I’ve spent most of my days
Procrastinating through this C0vid haze