My teacher’s voice in the classroom

of hate

like a predator drone as I gazed out the window.



She couldn’t stop it, this hate,

for it was a solvent in use

to gain a respite

from the world of known

things called the right

of realtime examining

of cause and effects.



There is no right and wrong

in the boundless energies of

timely being.



There is a time for it to be

here and they want it now.



It’s not what my mind thinks

it’s what my mind does

it bends over backwards

and over the loop de loop

for you.



And your understanding

of the crisis at hand.



By the morrow it shall be

over but for the sorrowing

anger of you and your

sinning breaths.




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