I feel I’ve entered a Zombie apocalpse

An almost silent world

Everyone sitting in front of their coffees

Going cold

Is that mine? Or yours?

I don’t know

Suddenly a conversation

Only it’s more like two monologues

Delivered face to face

But it strangely works

A connection between two people

Living in different space

Inside the same room

Slow bingo

Seems like an A level maths challenge

Everyone seems half asleep

Maybe the giant birthday cake has taken over their world

Their lives unravelled

Watch out, it will come for us next

Trapped in this surreality

A dystopian reality

Of a care home