sweet shorts: haikus and poems written in class

Why?
no one gets out of here alive,
because to escape this is to die
although we all want to fly
desire to live forever in the sky
but life forever is a damn lie
when dead in the ground you lie
for your memory they will cry
tears fall from your child’s eye
weeping for the end of your I

Collegiate Haikus

real straight forward class
brainwashed into believing  
nod and get an A

but who is in charge?
Isn’t someone going to
Tell me what to do

Instructive chaos
More voices means more ideas
And less agreement

school kills many trees
so much paper down the drain
classes raze forests

Philosophy fail
Ironclad arguments
Mean nothing at all

Cage

Outlines are frameworks of lies
Fettered attachments, heavy ties
Blank page is open like blue sky

Touche

fencing with glances so subtle
eyes dart, intentions so humble
meet, break, contact of the soul
lifting downcast eyes is the only goal
delicate, fragile, simple perfection
my lips yearn to frame the question

Egypt

Slavish note taking is the rule
In this labor-camp school
Building up pyramids of thought
Edifice of solid what we got
No worry about what could be
Just needs that we should feed
Our learning serves their greed
The more we learn the less we’re free