We’re in a weird time where real life doesn’t even feel like real life.
It’s an uncharted little island that we’re on,
Floating through a mystery of darkness and stars,
on a little wet rock that spins along this universe, or ‘one song,’
while the clocks click and the teens tok-tik and the IG reels flick
and the snaps play,
live streamers speak – even when they have nothing to say,
and 500 stories later there goes the whole day.
Not gonna lie, I’ve low key kind of hated
how the distance created
between us all has stayed vacated. – RSM