If I saw them now
And they asked me how I was
I would probably smile and give them
A half-lie:
“Oh, you know,
“Oh, you know,
The same but different, whatever,
Same shit, different place,
Let’s face it, we’re all (just) engaged
In ongoing acts of futility
So what does it matter?
That said,
At least I don’t have to put up with your particular brand
of shit
Five days a week,
So,
You know,
Every cloud…”
