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[hometext] => I am not a poet, simply an attempt at being creative during a very unimaginative business class.
[bodytext] => Though there are few, I am lost in thoughts The realization of my absence only further drives me away This undisciplined mind seems untamable Knowledge for the taking Yet I fail to take A pretty girl smiles. A heavy set man drops a book These catch my mind’s eye where as the sole purpose for which I am here fails to do so I can almost see the words fly from his mouth and bounce off my ignorant head Only if…. If I was more like them… Like trained monkeys writing away on their college ruled notebooks until their wrists cramp Filling their blanks sheets with ink....lots of ink. Sheets upon sheets of written ink that just might one day get them what they strive for And this… This reward will also be another sheet with written ink...lots of ink, but… It will be fancy and it will mean something. The teacher makes a joke, somehow in my blank state of mind… I get it. I laugh. The teaching resumes and once again the words bounce off my oversized head. But why exactly should we trust this professor anyways? Im pretty sure I’ve heard him cluck before. I think he might be a chicken dressed in a human suit. I don’t care for poultry much. I guess that further justifies my lack of interest in what he has to say. Rustling of papers. People moving. Another Class done. Another Dream dreamnt. I guess thats it. [comments] => 3 [counter] => 141 [topic] => 25 [informant] => snny385 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 8 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => MiscPoems )
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