Summer classroom
Posted: Mon Aug 29, 2005 10:49 am
Your hollow soporific mutter melts
Into the walls, which sweat the
Brand of cherryade I so desire.
Stop confining my ideas to the
Shredder, your paper back look
Reeks of the morning after.
And I can see that red light
Glaring in the corner, a steady
Whirring as the observers paradox'
Taps you on the shoulder.
Your polar explanations seem
Disquietingly similar, needless
To say they slide into one ear,
Then ooze fluidly out the other.
The air today is typical of
Summer, spread sparely yet dense
With the desperate whimpers
Of the boiled over.
Hey everyone,
First thing I've posted in a while, feedback would be very much appreciated..
Do say if you think the rhyme is too constant, damaging the poem.
atb
raps.
ps. home for good now so will make effort to post and comment as much as possible..
Into the walls, which sweat the
Brand of cherryade I so desire.
Stop confining my ideas to the
Shredder, your paper back look
Reeks of the morning after.
And I can see that red light
Glaring in the corner, a steady
Whirring as the observers paradox'
Taps you on the shoulder.
Your polar explanations seem
Disquietingly similar, needless
To say they slide into one ear,
Then ooze fluidly out the other.
The air today is typical of
Summer, spread sparely yet dense
With the desperate whimpers
Of the boiled over.
Hey everyone,
First thing I've posted in a while, feedback would be very much appreciated..
Do say if you think the rhyme is too constant, damaging the poem.
atb
raps.
ps. home for good now so will make effort to post and comment as much as possible..