school is a bad beer : I'm drunk, not addicted.
By Aixerona
forced on hard, wooden, century old bench, facing the green 'black'board of do this, do that, where white chalk powder forms sharp, broken numbers, all of them, deep, strong, but horribly tasting vodka: i'm numb, drunk, but i don't want more. this is a forced down beer. i wonder what's in it for me, barely remembering the baby framed and baby faced, middle aged woman who wore a geometrically designed, faded orange tee. she draws, drawing less attention from me than her large silver earrings that brush those underage looking shoulders, those bold, creole earrings us under-aged aren't allowed to have, says law and punishment, where the rings of our we-broke-the-law get taken away, and we have to stay with those who confiscate, while outside the masses rejoice- they forgot about us- outside, it's party day, but we have to stay. all because through the rings, they could see what resided in that we-did-it-while-we're-not-allowed pride, which they hate, because they hate it when we get compliments, as they know they're getting none. Written February 10th, 2002 © on Feb 10 2002 02:17 AM PST, Sarah Bernard 0 • 10
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"forced on hard, wooden, century old bench, facing the green 'black'board of do this, do that, where white chalk powder forms sharp, broken numbers, all of them, deep, strong, but horribly tasting vodka: i'm numb, drunk, but i don't want more. this is a forced down beer. i wonder what's in it for me, barely remembering the baby framed and baby faced, middle aged woman who wore a geometrically designed, faded orange tee. she draws, drawing less attention from me than her large silver earrings that brush those underage looking shoulders, those bold, creole earrings us under-aged aren't allowed to have, says law and punishment, where the rings of our we-broke-the-law get taken away, and we have to stay with those who confiscate, while outside the masses rejoice- they forgot about us- outside, it's party day, but we have to stay. all because through the rings, they could see what resided in that we-did-it-while-we're-not-allowed pride, which they hate, because they hate it when we get compliments, as they know they're getting none...."