Tonight's Poet Corner: Let's Not Work Today
Let's Not Work Today
by Belinda Roddie
There's a nosebleed by the computers,
a teacher passed out across the hall.
There's an inappropriate game being played
by student and mentor alike. The rules have
been changed periodically to catch the
powers that be off guard. The smoke from
the never ending northwestern infernos makes
it hard to breathe, and the sweat clings
to the bridge of one's nose because the
air conditioner has gone to sleep for now,
and everything is very, very quiet.
by Belinda Roddie
There's a nosebleed by the computers,
a teacher passed out across the hall.
There's an inappropriate game being played
by student and mentor alike. The rules have
been changed periodically to catch the
powers that be off guard. The smoke from
the never ending northwestern infernos makes
it hard to breathe, and the sweat clings
to the bridge of one's nose because the
air conditioner has gone to sleep for now,
and everything is very, very quiet.
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