Math class haikuA Poem by BristolMaudYet again, I am more fallible than I had intended to be.Missing math classes because when I do attend, numbers can't keep up. Teachers shut me down, "We will not reach that level!" I grow roots and sleep. But, like the tortoise, math class sneaks past me, and I am caught off my guard. When I face the test, my muscles are disused, cramped, the "boring" beats me. Back at the start line, victim of vicious cycles, my arch-nemesis.
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Added on June 14, 2012Last Updated on June 14, 2012 Tags: math class, teacher, tortoise and the hare, arch-nemesis, vicious cycle, vicious circle, haiku, numbers, off-guard, boring, defeat AuthorBristolMaudNew York, NYAboutBristol: Age 21. 30 credits toward Polisci BA. Recently married. Recently moved to Lower East Side, NY. Unemployed. Well-fed, well-sexed, and well-loved. Looking forward to friends, online and IRL. De.. more..Writing
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