K- A Room in a Surreal Abyss

everyone here is in the same predicament
sitting on shiny metal stools at silver tables
staring at reruns on the television screens

everyone talks to pass the time
smiles on faces and no one's yelling
surrounded by blurred white walls
in a massive dream-like room

everyone's waiting to use the phone
to speak to friends they knew in former lives

everyone's wearing the same clothes
yellow jumpsuits

everyone's waiting to get out
everyone's waiting to wake up
and step out onto the city street