Self-assessment really sucks
It's here that I must count my fucks
The grading scale is too complex
To reach your entangled(?) desk
Despite relativity,
I'm still into me.
Wednesday, March 08, 2017
Poem: A ___ in the current
Imagine, if you will,
you could breath, submerged, without a gill
And in floating around you might
Find yourself without a light
And so you begin to feel around
But is there something to be found?
YES OF COURSE! YOU JUST HAVE TO LOOK
(is something you might read in a book)
no way, jose - said the man in the song
but we both know that he is wrong
And so we swim the great unknown
with speedy currents and dead zones
Looking for a pride to ride -
the stream to match a clumsy stride
Despite your body pushing and swaying,
your parents and what they might be saying,
Your presence is needed now and quickly!
But deviations make them sickly...
Not to be deterred by the foreign rain
For all that matters is inside your head.
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