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Preston Carew on May 9, 2009

Tags: class, love, Missouri, school, Short-shorts

I daydream during class, and this is what comes out.

Half of the class texting
And 14/30ths engaged in themselves
But for 1
The 1/30th listening
Walking out of the room thinking,
“I know more about John Stuart Mill”
Instead of being 1 of 3 hicks in camo
Who argue with me
Saying gay marriage is unnatural
But then use a semi-automatic rifle to
Kill a rabbits whole family
There’s the girl whose face is so puffy
Filled with fake tan and makeup
That it seems as if her face will crack soon
Then I see that one girl
With the short-shorts,
who wears them tastefully
Even though she hates herself.
Maybe that’s why I love her instantly
And rejoice in sharing my 8 am with her
Every Tuesday and Thursday
There are four people with hats
Three with glasses (including the teacher)
Ten people sleeping
And everyone becomes a number after time
Everyone but her
The girl in short shorts
Who, everyday, teaches me something
About myself
Something I can’t learn in books

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Katie Marie on May 9, 2009
I love hearing what’s going on inside other people’s heads. Let’s me know that I’m either normal or all us writers are weird. Thanks for sharing.
seashell66 on May 9, 2009
Wow, great poem…great inspiration.
clay hurtubise on May 9, 2009
Nice job! Ole Short-Shorts may end up teaching you more than any class!
Thanks,
Clay
George W Whitehead on May 10, 2009
This is excellent, Preston. I hope you and shorty get it together!
Darla Cooke on May 10, 2009
Great poem!
stryka66 on May 10, 2009
Well done, Preston – keep dreaming, friend…
jamesII on May 15, 2009
Who ever said all learning most come off a blackboard? Good poem! Read well. I am inclined to agree–the greedy dreams of granduer, the lovely dreams of sex. When you are finished, send the one with the short short over! Cool!
jamesII on May 26, 2009
You know–judging is only natural! Yet, as your poem points out–human nature is flawed and it it flawed by almost everyone, and everybody and in every place. of course, some of today’s issues i do not agree with– still- like St Paul insisted”Every person to their own order!” I leave it at that and allow myself to have peace. I can never speak for the whole–for one the whole will never listen to me so I jsut try to handle the specfics and if the universal comes–then I am immensely happy and if it does not– then I cope with the normal. Life is too hard to pile upon it too many other issues that are not going to amount to a bird terd in the end–I imagiine it is better to focus on the important things that matter like love and salvaltion–do you know what I mean? Will get back. Missed you! Cool!

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