Eating homework - Themselves

Wearing the beautiful silver ring my mother gave me

Suddenly a bite… as my fishing rod fell to the floor

Along with the label-less empty can of some processed vegetable

That had propped it up…

Our holy father is probably closer to the horseshoe crab than say… Jupiter

Or so I’ve been… i can’t believe what I’ve been taught to take note of as

precious

From the Pledge of Allegiance on down to the correct spelling of success

I don’t dream in cursive or standardized rigamaroling utility

Powerful being scoffs at dog ears and near

Truths smeared between index and appendix… but heck

I’m smart now and at least the lunches were hot…

George Washington, Woodrow Wilson, Baton Rouge, Louisiana

Texas the Longhorn State, refraction of light in the earth’s atmosphere

Triceratops, a-e-i-o-u and sometimes…

There’s no such thing as a dumb question

«Out damn spot», p.e.m.d.a.s., cosine of a 90 degree angle is Zero

«Et tu brute», whales and dolphins are people too

The Civil War was something to be proud of

Subject, prepositional phrase, predicate

And size order was only… the beginning

So I wonder, has my doodling suffered…

Who misses covering their textbooks

Authority figures folded hands silence…

Brainwashing is educational…

We, the schoolboard and the church and state

Acting on behalf of our sponsors…

Are here to protect you… all of you

From drugs and the slightest knowledge of sole purpose…

I never had a problem with cheating…

Upon receipt of your son and daughter’s scores

You may find him or her to be more than

Apt above average in kind of… well the following

I want my unicorn back…

And that last wish for an infinite amount of wishes…

The damned, the difficult, and the testable material…

That’s funny… yours says good job too…

I’m so bad with the names Of Mice and Men…

Huh huh… he's so creative… but he’s no xl-57

These completely complacent self-sufficient offspring

Can be confined and reconfigured to appear

As any of the three sexes and have a complete record of

Every single thing there ever is and will be…

Fist fights… the twisted torture of social acclimation…

Bells clang to segment the fun-filled artificial day further

As several hundred Galapagan sea turtles line up to enter the building…

If you give them all different names and teach them all the same

Thing… the earth turns into toffee…

And you can find out how good people really, really are…

Static and cold… my formative years

Were spent projecting myself outside that window

From chair with a desk bolted to it

Bolted to it the sacrificial billy goat accepted

What had been pounded through it…

And the next person who encourages me…

Not to write in the first person gets left back

In case of fire, quietly and in an orderly fashion

Form a single file line in the front of the class

And wait for your instructor, facing the door

Continue towards the north stairwell

Then proceed calmly and quickly towards the nearest exit

Leave your bags and coats behind kindly… thank you

You can’t tell me I’m not good at math

Poor writer my…

I’ve got 25 jumping jacks left and two big circles to run in…

Don’t want to be late for attentive head nodding and tie tying class…

Present in six months, I’ll be a college graduate…

And then I’m gonna be… mr., dr., police, fire, space man

Ballerina, zookeeper, cowboy, president of the united states…

What are you gonna be…

Infected affected dyslexic skeptic disconnected just what they we are you

expected

Memorize that… I before E, except after C…

Wearing the beautiful silver ring my mother gave me

I see an assembly of these hideous curriculum monsters

Sharpening coccyx bones on a splintering rickety loom

All in a light grey auditorium through a knot in a boarded up window

That was painted shut by Satan and his vice principals