Must keep to schedule
cannot fall behinddon’t let your bodyor your desiresstop youor even slow you downwe have a curriculumestablished bysomeone or some peoplethat tell usthey have our best interests in mind
Pen wanders to the page
Mind wonders about this day in ageSilly rhymesTo pass the timeTo fill linesSitting on my assIn this purgatorial class
Waste of time
Waste of inkWaste of paperWaste of think
“Babylon is nothing but an infinite game of chance”
Are we nothing but a brainbehind a mask?If there was anall-merciful Godthere would be no hellif there was anAlmighty planthere would be no free will if space is infinitetime is infiniteand language is infinitely productivewhy do weparadoxically-perpetuallydeal with the finite?