This dull
Malaise
Is droning
And ill
How many more
Minutes
Will you fill?
Paper
Is shredding
Thousands
Of cuts
How can you tell
When you've
Had enough?
Plenty
Many
Down
To one
Weighing
Debating
"Are my lessons done?"
~~~
A whisper
From the deepest
Ethers
In the hallows
Of your heart
Scoffs
"Are your lessons done?"
Inspired, in part, by Leonard Cohen's "Teachers"