Thanksgiving 1.41p

In between the dog walks,The confrontation talks, and letting her eatgrass.In between the laundry loads,The group texts, and getting a seat on the couch.In between the job applications,The Family dedications, and toasting the frozen bread.It’s checking the weather,Remembering the remembered,And trying to take a nap.The strains,These stains,And so very many insanes.It’s this here now,What year is it anyhow,How could we ever forget.It’s the new world normal,Defining whatever’s formal,And despite the familiar; we’ve all just met.