bitches, doves and sexuality

Today in computer science I was so bored that I started texting my roommate Bianca to keep myself awake. She had this brilliant idea of me writing down a poem about my class to help the time go faster. And I did. And it did. And I am sharing them with you! (yes! more than one poem!)

Bitch

As I sit here on this chair

I start to feel the despair

I don’t understand why there’s

a bug in our hair and

Creepy girls don’t make my day.

People say it’s not okay to hold your breath and look away 

when you want to be annoying

in class.

 

The u-shaped desks open for the display

Someone smart posed a question

And suddenly it’s not okay.

Magnesium is what I need

or a cigarette to breathe.

People whisper next to me

We have a problem so I see

Why did you have to move to my side of the classroom?

I am not your friend and I do not like you

Your voice kills my braincells

and makes me want seppuku

You’re not cool or smart

You’re annoying and talk like fuck

Bitch.

 

 

Doves and Digits

The doves in the sky are all dead. 

The softness of your lips doesn’t matter

anymore, as I press 0 and expect you to say 10

‘Cause I am 0 and you are the 1.

 

Maybe this wasn’t the best of ideas

to try this again with 2 digits and a clear

vision of what we tapped on last night

Maybe an if statement will save you

somewhere on your skin

Next to the soft soft part of your display

But the operator is a positive case

that circles the bug.

I don’t know if it matters,

How’s that look if operator is 0

When I am 0 and you the 1.

 

1 plus 2 equals 3. Great

Let’s start with a fresh calculator

Say 10 plus 1 equals 11.

Can you see what I’m saying?

 

I read them to her at lunch and she loved both of them. She would. 

Last night at rehearsal, a girl said that it’s weird how 2 of the few straight girls in this play are VERY sleezy together on stage. Mainly because of me, haha I try. And it IS strange. I remember last year I honestly thought I was bi because of this girl in my Japanese class who honestly looked like a guy. After that I fell for my friend who was also Asian and boyish like. After that I realized that I am straight after all…I think of guys more than I think of girls because, a guy sounds better than a girl. I don’t think I would EVER be able to be with a girl. It would be so weird. 

Now I have to get ready for the rest of my classes AND rehearsal right after that. Make sure you analyze my poems properly and send the responses to me. I will grade you later.