Somewhere between the hyperbole and humility,
A cat naps on a thought of geometry.
Carrots whisper secrets to indifferent radishes,
While cucumbers question the motive of potatoes.
Dancing with one sock, juggling teacups,
The mailman contemplates a new religion.
In the realm of procrastinated dreams,
Pancakes wrap themselves in philosophical syrup.
Collect your mismatched compliments, music,
tends to play when the cheese hits the fan.
Yet here we are, not over the moon but under a lamp,
contemplating the exquisite tragedy of ikea furniture.