Poetry

Classroom Waterfall

Drip drip drip
It's stopped again
I'm glad it's my fault
And two more
One of them mine
How serene
But yet a limited system
As snow melts
And bucket fills
And yet, my classroom waterfall

Just Another Average Schoolday

Dripping dripping dripping
And I feel like I am tripping
And my mind is slowly slipping
Like the rain rain rain

Chewy bar granola
And my favorite paranoia
So I'm slowly feelin' for ya
In my brain brain brain

Sometimes I remember
Tetris music or whatever
Read the words: Love you forever
And my eyes don't cry

And the bliter blather ramble
Of my teacher's psychobabble
I can't listen; I'm the rabble
But I fail to wonder why

Thoughts on Solitude III

Drip drip drip
Each drop is the same, and sometimes they blend together
Making it easy to forget
That each drop is its own
Drop
Drip drip drop