I have been doing a lousy job of being active lately. School started back up August 23rd. Four weeks in and 15 hours is making me a little cranky. Mainly because I have to take Algebra. I hate Algebra. Algebra is bullshit, right Dickers? Damn.
One class I do love is English comp. I honestly and truly have to think in that class. It’s great. Well, for the most part. The last week and a half have been challenging, but I still like the class.
Assignment for tomorrow: Write an intentionally vague, esoteric poem in beatnik style. I did the best I could.
Tap tap tap is what I hear over the whisper of escaping air
Drowning out the every day and have to do’s
This is freedom from him and her and him and him and them
Tap tup tap out a rhythm over the even and uneven
One falls light the other flat
Tap tup tap brings the pain
Concentrate on the pulling up instead of the putting down
And the rhythm will return
For now the wind carries away the worry and despair
The mask and the unfair
Tap tap tap as the warmth spreads and now I’ve got it
Sublime and peaceful
A relaxed face now smiles