he dances to a different beat
he sings and hums and whistles
a song no one knows
or can learn to accompany
he thinks with different thoughts
he ponders and wonders what others
think they know
and doesn’t surrender to disappointment
he walks a different step
to music no one else can hear
but if they could
they would soon discover
it’s not just a different beat
it’s not just a different drummer
it’s an entirely different instrument
3.17.2010
How is this legal?
I’ve never liked coffee
That sleazy coach in middle school who always yelled—
Plumes of coffee breath would always come out his mouth
That morning kiss on the cheek from Dad
Couldn’t it come before the morning ritual?
Or maybe without the coffee he’d kiss the fica plant instead.
That bitter taste, even after the sugar
The creamer
The extra flavor
The half and half
That bitter, bitter taste that lasts
Long after the swill was swallowed
The obnoxious teenage boys and girls
Acting all grown up because they did shots of
Espresso
As if maturity was measured by what one drinks,
And how snooty one does it.
The high school teacher who constantly lost the class
Because that coffee stained smile
Was just unnerving, alien and unnatural
All eyes avoided the front
Concentrating on everything but the Cheshire
Those idiots who alternated between poisoning themselves
Alcohol on the weekends (for greeks maybe more)
Coffee for all nighters especially during finals week
Sleep deprived zombies taking tests to finish
Pre-med, poli-sci, astro-physics, communications
This is higher education?
The massive industry all contrived to make us addicted
The most dangerous legal substance known to mankind
Peddled expensively with
Fancy names and fancy flavors
All for the all mighty dollar
(sigh)
I’ve never liked coffee…
That sleazy coach in middle school who always yelled—
Plumes of coffee breath would always come out his mouth
That morning kiss on the cheek from Dad
Couldn’t it come before the morning ritual?
Or maybe without the coffee he’d kiss the fica plant instead.
That bitter taste, even after the sugar
The creamer
The extra flavor
The half and half
That bitter, bitter taste that lasts
Long after the swill was swallowed
The obnoxious teenage boys and girls
Acting all grown up because they did shots of
Espresso
As if maturity was measured by what one drinks,
And how snooty one does it.
The high school teacher who constantly lost the class
Because that coffee stained smile
Was just unnerving, alien and unnatural
All eyes avoided the front
Concentrating on everything but the Cheshire
Those idiots who alternated between poisoning themselves
Alcohol on the weekends (for greeks maybe more)
Coffee for all nighters especially during finals week
Sleep deprived zombies taking tests to finish
Pre-med, poli-sci, astro-physics, communications
This is higher education?
The massive industry all contrived to make us addicted
The most dangerous legal substance known to mankind
Peddled expensively with
Fancy names and fancy flavors
All for the all mighty dollar
(sigh)
I’ve never liked coffee…
3.05.2010
Blocked
It's a wall--insurmountable.
Scaling takes mores than is within,
To climb and hike
Trecherous and frustrating.
Break through the cascade? Absurd.
He's bigger.
Scaling takes mores than is within,
still must try.
It's a mountain--immovable.To climb and hike
Trecherous and frustrating.
still must try.
It's a frozen waterfall--impassable.Break through the cascade? Absurd.
still must try.
Obstacale? Say hellooo to God.He's bigger.
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