The Old Teacher

The old,
second-grade teacher
with the sixties beehive hair
piled thick
and stalking down
at her students,
who thrash and yell,
while they pop and smack their pink bubbles,
throwing paper airplanes
made from pages
torn from notebooks.

The old teacher
with the pastel cardigan
waves a picture.
�See this ape? He is a gorilla.�
He squints.
His face wrinkles.
Is he deep in thought?
Or simply looking
for something better to do?

The old teacher
with lips like a love seat,
full and red.
Dali lips
with cracks from water damage.
Pursed lips
to squeeze out stress.
An airplane dives
nose first
into her beehive.
Looking for something better to do.