we talk of teachers past, we talk of teacher pasts,
like a bunch of stuff stuck in our mouths,
like cleaning vomit out of a bag of purses,
the past overlaps, tendencies to get with friends, like klingon warriors on horseback, the clown paint of faces, another heart-shaped cookie breaking, these kids are picky eaters, using food like treats even during hypnotism,
forget lunch I’m spending my life with Dr. Who
names organized alphabetically, the house on the hill filling me with dread,
you want some beefcake?
the dweeb tries to arrange my keyboard, strange, swimming in fruit juice because it’s healthy, spending tomorrow with real people, this similar bag, sipping a glass of water and out comes two frogs, then four, then more and now I’m coughing frogs, they’re getting bigger and bigger,
frogs grow up so very fast
I’m OK, but weary, I tweet but nobody every responds, I don’t remember Declan DeVille, but he seems so very nice, he says we have to go and now sheets of ice fall from the sky, that Declan DeVille, 20,000 pieces of ice dropped from the heavens, and volcanos and whoever tries to escape, dies!
I need to stop wearing this opal ring from my ex
It’s so difficult being with the thin, I pretend the news is more important than him too, my dream parrot,
I want to do whatever it is that I want to do,
I don’t know what that is,
I used to know my own room, 3 solutions, white on the inside, stereotypical humor, how to dance, disagreement, it would be shady to meet my professor at 3am, how to bother with the assignment, Santa, a deal on overpriced merchandise when I saw one, how to return a gift, a flat midriff, who he was, a funny story about a grinch and a toy store
