Universa Tea

the cup was fresh

the drink was fizzy

the mind felt special

but also dizzy

the clouds were bluest

the conversations twittered

the bodies truest

the arguments littered

you felt like princes

freedoms they screamed

the lectures were blintzes

with chocolate drizzled cream

your parents were missing

your options were high

but smoke and strange kissing

they foggied the eye

and then when you noticed

the train was not moving

you tapped the ones closest

asking “what are we proving?”

Why is my teacher no wiser than me?

and how do two atoms somehow add up to three?

and when your sauced mates saw you want to break free

from the consortium of dreamers, they said “have some more tea!”