Sitting, falling
Through lectures
Where they yawn,
Baring newspaper yellow teeth
In plastic chairs
Scraping hair back
Pulling coats off
Suppressing a cough
While the man speaks
Of Verbs Nouns Conjunctions
While I'm too weak to function.
On three hours rest,
Half living, at best.
While eyelids burn
Stone temples pound
I look around
At their practiced concentration
Committing every cell
To inhaling each second of
Section 32.2 Relative Clauses.
While I stumble to daydreams
The problem with wars is...
Authority or religion?
I'll write a play
Some day.
On cats in a French village
Sharpening claws on
Cramped cobbled streets.
They listen to jazz in the heat.
Lick their whiskers.
Discuss how demure English cats
Must be.
Watch their owners sip tea,
Change the records -
It's 1920
Girls flashing stockings and smoking
Smacking lipsticked lips, joking
Saving pennies for one way tickets
To Paris.
The cats smirk and purr,
They've seen it before
1920
9.20
One hundred minutes to go
In the silence.
Before drinking coffee and smoking
Staring hard at pronouns and joking.
Saving pennies for a one way ticket to
Paris some day.
Break away
From early starts,
Concrete hearts on the tube to Victoria.
Run to Paris, to Lanzhou, to Salvador.
I don't sleep anymore.
That may well be one of the deepest things I've read in a long time. Very touching and insightful. x
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