Writing is about class.
Class is about sitting in plastic,
in the chill of morning
and having to write down notes notes notes.

Notes are about pens kissing paper,
and peppering the page
with inklings of half-baked thoughts
and thought out truths
on the stark white below.

Thoughts and truths are about consciousness.
Consciousness is about writing down
notes notes notes
on people who’s intricate names escape you,
as the ink scratches dark caverns and rivers
on the stark white below,
so professors and professionals
know we are consciously writing their
thoughts, truths, and words

Words are about tongue and confusion.
Love, ***, hate, love, meaning, working, feeling,
biting, tearing, kicking, screaming, breathing, writing.
Writing it all down, writing more.
More tongue-in-cheek, more cheeks brushing, fingertips touching,
and scribbling notes notes notes
on the back of your hand in lust
so you’ll never forget.