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The Poets Excuse
(this poem has Been tampered with in 3 places)If I, on a tired winter hump,
in the gray ,
while the teachers prattle,
find myself unable to continue
If I learn
more than I am supposed to
and fill up my brain with facts
so that trivia
explodes violently from my ears
If must excuse myself
and because of this condition
take leave to find a place
Where I can empty my head
To make room for more
Who will tell me that I rape farm animals?
Arrows lodged in the Furniture
(This one has been teh edited as well) Now the expensive wine sits untasted
Their unfriendly eyes glare contemptuously
Their mouths are set in accusing frowns
And the lovely rose on the table has lost its lovely smell
Go, Cupid, you compassionate negotiator
Your heart-shaped arrows, a little solution
Your help could free some folded arms
Your mysterious bow is defreosting hearts, a furnace emulation
But the multitudinous arrows are lodged in the furniture!
Magical heart-shapes clatter against the floor
One challenging silence is not replaced with two apologies
Cupid, your untrained aim is creating an awful mess of missed arrows
Those stray arrows are struck everywhere but their targets!
Cupid is such crappy archer OMG
Jury of Peers You didnt mean that
Now apologize with a sarcastic sorry
That makes you feel better
That you havent been belittled
When the lesson is hard
You never learn
You who could teach the wise
You who has no mentor
You who wishes to learn
Sweat on your brow
While the verdict is reached
By your jury of peers
And you are the judge
I studied law as well
The hearing is adjured
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