This isn’t great. I had an idea but I didn’t go with it for some reason.
The idea was mainly trying to present a regular evening as being odd, or at least things becoming odd. Should’ve gone for that instead of this.

I hope you enjoy.

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It was an evening much like any other
The air was still and the dark thin
And a vacant stare held firm and fast

Time for rest would soon arrive
Though it crept into business
As soft music played through silence

Time moved slow and in large jumps
Thoughts were focused with ease
Yet none were translated through action

With much thinking and little done
Time for rest took precedence
As it was an evening much like any other