DecPoWriMo 14

Why is it that 
Turning a corner
For the 270th time
This year
Feels about as
As any other day

Even when it involves
A fake college
Voting in a real leader
Or a vaccine
Developed with science
Being delivered to those
Who don’t believe in it

I listened to the radio
Playing a countdown
Of two thousand twenty songs
Most of which I’ve heard
At least that many times
While I unpacked boxes
I wanted to dance