oddly

a quiet morning
yet oddly, it feels like the afternoon
as if time stopped moving yesterday
and decided to never resume

class is canceled today
and oddly, i was eager to attend
as if i was motivated in my sleep
to learn, so i could pass lessons on to friends

the clocks are all wrong in this room
still, oddly, it seems they correspond
as if they are speaking an ancient language
that i will never comprehend

today's news cackles through the radio
but oddly, it seems so old
as if stories never learned from in the past
have been rewritten, recast, and retold

and so, my life is repetition
yet oddly, it seems quite new
as if life is trying to speak to me:
"today is different, be courageous,
and you will make it through."