I disliked them all
I hated one or two
It wasn't personal
And they never knew
And I'm out now
So I guess
It doesn't matter
But I'm dwelling
On those lovely school days
When I was much younger
So much yelling
So much hate
It made for a poor
Learning environment
Then I got
To public school
Those weren't much better
I was a half hearted student
Who pretended to care
That was the game
Pretend your learning
All you need to know
And you'll pass
I wasn't bullied
Nor did I bully anyone
But the system still stung
I don't know why
But now I'm out
So I guess
It doesn't matter.

well you're here
I guess that should
be noted
but i'd rather not
I'd rather pretend
you never arrived
eventually you will
be announced
just not now.

It's true
Some things
Are so obvious
They are all
But invisible.

The wind
Blew away my umbrella
It's not raining
I just felt
Like being prepared
Perhaps I should
Be more spontaneous
Or I could carry
Two umbrellas
The next time
I believe rain is impending.

Whoa dude
You ooze poetry
So stay off the rug
That stuff really stains
And kinda smells
Of alcohol and something
Inappropriate
But your company
Is still welcome
You really do
Have A way
With words.

very solid
very real
I look at it
and compare
my less than solid words
not even etched in ink
just ones and zeroes
it seems so pointless
to type these impotent
these silly words
yet I continue to do so.

Discuss the events
Of your day
Just a little
Ways away from me
Not outside my hearing
Just a little too far
To hear clearly
And I'll know
You're in reality
talking about
Me.