You wake up and there is no reason not to do.
School is on pause
And holiday decals and holiday emails
Are the only banal things for you to use
To verify that you are, in fact, still here
It was going to be over in April,
In summer,
In January?
Next summer… if we are lucky
And you know we are not lucky
Well, lucky maybe
But not smart as a group
You, if you're responsible,
Have been feeling like the only kid in a group
Doing the work
While the kids around you slack off
Rolling their eyes
And going to the movies
The movies
During a pandemic
Because you may be lucky
but man
what a way to waste your luck
When you could just stream
So because of those
people
You find yourself sitting up
In bed
Once again
(unless you fell asleep on the couch)
Now that days don't count
As much
Or maybe even more
Than they used to
Before someone could do the counting for you
And whisper
"what am I to do"
In the darkened winter hour
Of your rising
xxxxxx
Productivity is key
They tell you
And you don't know if that is true
Or if that's just what the product-keepers seek
To tell you
So that you may
Do
But if you don't then what is there to do
Sit and admire the view?
Who
Can afford to do
that
There is no time for leisure
To slowly lose your mind
In peace
Or at the very least
Serenity
Please be advised
That you must lose your mind
In a sublime
Vortex of time
Surrounding you, your work, and no one else
For the foreseeable future.
Kidding.
Maybe.
At any rate,
Save me
Says your sanity, your sleep schedule, your health
Make me
Says your irredeemable need for wealth
It's not your fault I guess
It's just
In jest
I had forgotten where we stood
You and I
In this system
Thought I'd hate to call
You or I
The victim
In the meantime,
though
Why don't you find
Some kind of
Deep distraction
For the new year is upon us
And who would want to welcome it looking like that.
