DecPoWriMo 14

Why is it that 
Turning a corner 
For the 270th time
This year 
Feels about as 
Momentous 
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