In school nobody
wanted to do their homework
The studious
complied, perhaps enjoyed,
But the labor of
lighting the erudite
The hours expanding
and retracting the muscle of thought
These are a
temperamental form of diligence
When compelled by a
grading scale
An assignment of
accomplishment
Packaging amassed
thoughts into a ledger mark
Play sat abandoned
in folklore
The conformist
rider’s crop hung by the blackboard
Green paint, white
chalk smashed in digits
Pulverized dust
pressed into the rote
History books and
geometry, religion and astronomy
This orbiting hunk,
a fireball’s fleck
On screens of high
definition politick
Resorting to the bar
fight, the small-hand joke
The emperor with
zero to freshman-Senator experience
In the realm of fund
accounting or governmental function
To lead naked to a
land of the fired coal plants smoking
Dinosaurs ridden by
humans into zoological arks
Who wants to study
mathematics over pointed jabs of
saying-cud?
Who wants to think
that hard over pink-nuggets of
blame?
Rather fireworks and
distract from all we have is an election this year
Nothing will happen
of substance, but popcorn to inhale the show
The C students
popping bubble-gum sparkling podiums for votes
The A students
crunched in desks exasperated ridiculed in a lake of Brawdo
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