Memorizing lines
and times
a slave to the system.
If the bus leaves at four
what time will it arrive?
They never account for traffic
or a flat tire
or loved ones begging you not to go.
I've never heard my math teacher say
he's passionate about congruent angles,
or my science teacher say
atomic particles have her head over heels.
This is why I'm the kid looking out the window
dreaming about the trees and being told to pay attention.
But my attention is in the real world
where passion drips from every blade of grass
in the chilly morning dew.
The late night hum of fireflies in love
have got me falling so fast.
I'm reeling in the dead of night
and lusting over sunrise.