Thursday, March 18, 2004
lab notes
rhesus monkeys that rocked
themselves for their mommas
who were long dead
at least hugged each other when they were lonely.
rhesus monkeys that rocked
themselves for their mommas
who were long dead
at least hugged each other when they were lonely.
Wednesday, March 10, 2004
Bored in Class
The teacher blathers on about Shakespeare.
Dragging woe floods poor students' fragile minds,
And their gazes, shimmering with boredom's tears,
Dim, drift. The thread of consciousness unwinds.
The shudder of rotten ancient meter
Haunts childish dreams, forever ticking by,
Eternal seconds failing to adhere
To Greek tragedy's strict constraints of time.
Line upon verse weaves its way into ears
Long stopped up with dreams of beer and girls.
Pentameter penetrates what daydreams
Might have borne us through lecture's endless swirls.
Death in twenty four hours would be too kind;
We're condemned to sit, bored until we're blind!
The teacher blathers on about Shakespeare.
Dragging woe floods poor students' fragile minds,
And their gazes, shimmering with boredom's tears,
Dim, drift. The thread of consciousness unwinds.
The shudder of rotten ancient meter
Haunts childish dreams, forever ticking by,
Eternal seconds failing to adhere
To Greek tragedy's strict constraints of time.
Line upon verse weaves its way into ears
Long stopped up with dreams of beer and girls.
Pentameter penetrates what daydreams
Might have borne us through lecture's endless swirls.
Death in twenty four hours would be too kind;
We're condemned to sit, bored until we're blind!
