Happiest days of their lives

There was the time I tried to walk home
got to the gates desperate to the caught
and sent back
stood there for a lifetime
until it passed and a teacher came
to reincarnate me back into the classroom

The darkroom was good
You could be alone in the darkroom
put the red light on, and no-one could come in
safe
just the smell of the chemicals
a broken stool
and the clock that counted down to the end of break time

Of course they knew
They could read my mind
sat there, plotting against me in the staff room
that was why they'd cancel games for a
cross country run
and why one day there was that maggot in my lunch

I used to think that they didn't like it if you
didn't run
but now I know
that's how they caught you
easy prey
a distraction from their unqualified mediocrity
and the years until retirement

25 November 2003

PuppyBurger: cute and tasty

Happiest days of their lives