red pen in hand....
i critique people's thoughts
and dreams
six years at university,
to become a god....
who moulds minds
and delivers future prophecies, ready for unwrapping.
who creates bell curves,
of fail to high distinctions.
that the undergrads,
follow like dancing, pavlovian dogs...
the posts...have slipped
the leash and ...
leave thoughtful piles of...extruded work, in the academic yard.
six years at uni...as a dog
nine years at uni ...as a god.
it is amazing,
how the garnering
of parchments
and strange hats,
can transpose a person's world.
Jun 10, 2014
Jun 10, 2014 at 10:00 AM UTC
red pen in hand....
i critique people's thoughts
and dreams
six years at university,
to become a god....
who moulds minds
and delivers future prophecies, ready for unwrapping.
who creates bell curves,
of fail to high distinctions.
that the undergrads,
follow like dancing, pavlovian dogs...
the posts...have slipped
the leash and ...
leave thoughtful piles of...extruded work, in the academic yard.
six years at uni...as a dog
nine years at uni ...as a god.
it is amazing,
how the garnering
of parchments
and strange hats,
can transpose a person's world.
i have marked 67 essays over the past two nights
and have 85 left to do....
3000words roughly a go....
on ritual and theatre
excuse me for not writing
muchat present...i am a bit
worded out.
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