Sonneto Lazaretto

Three or four little rooms
Ending where a couple
Links arms just outside them,

Or else two little rooms,
One a little larger,
And no couple at all,

All inside, like closets,
Like drawers slid in the chest
Of a snug little song.

Small wonder roars will want
Out of quarantine while
Small sounds feel most secure,

Most contented confined
By the precise device.