white walls end

white walls end

in s**t stained blue walls:

bathroom

place where i find sanctuary

in the madness of monotony

8AM arrival 3PM freedom

everyday breeds more useless

thoughts

they don’t save me though

identical pencils

identical course

no discover

no wonder

just a

scatter

plot

of numbers

draining colors

of today and

yester morrow

stuck for 2 more years though

in a blank canvas

no imagination

only orange pencils

no choice

only multiple choice.

Author's Note

what would cummings say?