Oscitancy
You do it when you get so bored And everyone around is inhaling air with their mouth wide open You tend to follow, and slowly your eyes droop Till they drop, and you jerked You remember you are in the midst of the most boring conversation on earth You are in the middle of a lecture room Everyone’s mumbling words hard to fathom Everyone wears clouds at the backdrop Your ears close, your rima oris wide open, your eyes shut And then you hear your name You suddenly remember what it means in your mind Aren’t they calling the mechanical, artificial entity? Why should that be you? You went back to where you started You found yourself still inhaling that sleepy air You found out your eyes have been closed for a while You opened your mouth to utter “yes?” “Im happy to meet you, miss” I’m talking to the handsomest person on earth “Well, I’m happy too.. sorry I slept while sitting” “No, I think you’re still dreaming” Wah! Isn’t that wonderful? I hope I never wake up “Mae, where is your output?” “Oh my, Im waking up to get it..” Mechanically, you walked out that room Still oscillating, you want that dream back
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