How did I get on this side of the glass?
I dreamed of the glaciers, frozen with friends
An egg nestled under my feathery belly
Salty fish that taste like the ocean
Swimming and laughing
The arctic neverlands
No
Instead, hot air blasts out from inside the ceiling
Drying out my plush orange beak
My ears fill with chaos of phone rings and typing
An electronic chime reminds a meeting in five
Dismiss
