Monday yet Again
03/31/03, 04/16/03, and 05/12/03

It starts with a bird in the snow,
motion rolling through her lifeless feathers.
and my beloved Heartbreaker’s way down south…
I miss his gentle croon, where there lies no
lack of passion, of power,
(of pomegranates, cursed fruit of the underworld)
Intonation, my dears, or you’ll crack someone’s tooth—
a minor imperfection in a looming shadow of hypocrisy,
invisible until close inspection, as with many things.
Alas, the emptiness of 2 lines compared to 4,
although two lines in green print can
make all the difference.
Ever seen a man sawed in half?
It’s a nice shirt though… interruption.
as usual. and again. too often, enough to—interruption
Nevermind.
This rooms sucks the life from me, filled with
lines and counterlines that have no real signifigance.
In the other direction, my eyes are met with
the monotony of so many tan tiles, all speckled with
a poor attempt to add color…
Time runs short on all sides
except this one, as the hands stall and stagger.
Until once again, through the mist, a faint shimmer of life—
shaggy canine under the trees…maybe he found her.
watch the reverse of controls, and avoid spiny death
until our hero can assist us with our final task.
Clock in, clock out, make no mistake
and create a shrine for the honeydew melon.
no room for outsiders.
Indeed, lost material here—discovered another Monday.
How subtly tragic, a definite annoyance. Sigh.
Watch the glaring box again, after numbly imbibing
some sustenance from a block of ice,
but this time there’s no control,
and we’re forced to see the exaggerated, overrated,
bumbling fools we are. Or are we?
Reality evades, turns, teases, confuses,
leaves us with a feeling that
there’s something missing…

Author's Note
This is one of two poems I wrote in my high school Calculus class. I'd had a really weird day (03-31-03) and was feeling particularly detached (and artsy at the same time). So I kinda spit this out... and finished it on two more days because you know, I had to pay attention some of the time... right. Anyways, I'm sure this makes no sense, but what the hey! I suppose it's comparable to "Entropy" in the way it's pretty nonsensical if you don't know all the little things it's made up of. If it helps, some of the subjects are (in no particular order)--the high school bell that signals class beginnings/endings, the floor in the math room, Donkey Kong Country 2 for SNES, stupid sitcoms, working at Hallmark, Ryan Adams, a bird that got run over by a car (???), an video we watched in English class, a friend's navy button-down shirt, frozen dinners... um, I told you I had a weird day, right?