[Ariel]: 727.Poetry.Sin
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going on
and on
and on
about sines
when I want
to know about
signs
of change.
She goes off on
a tangent
about tangents,
and all I can do
is doodle on my paper
and try to ignore the
volume
of everything.
The kid to my
right passes me
a note.
“Just ten minutes
until the bell rings.”
I don’t know
how I’ll
make it.