As if it could be Anything Else

The golden sun peeking over the trees

it feels like ten degrees

despite it being late summer

But time is flying by

Stylish in our pajamas

and a constant zombie state

the cereal bowls clang

no thoughts of the city nearby

Expecting normality

Saved by the strange

Waiting would be disastrous

first is to get a seat

Fighting non-stop laughter

to maybe get through the meeting

Plastic swords

Answers to questions

Watch a movie and

we all lie on someone else

And to believe I thought this place had changed