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?"