School Dazed
Angels.
How many they asked
Could dance on the head of a pin?
I’m thinking
Why are they dancing
Don’t they have wings?
Rocks
Could God make one
So big He couldn’t lift it?
I’m thinking
Have you seen my book bag?
Martyrs
Nuff said.
I’m thinking
No one’s showing up for the tryouts.
Fasting
Look, I’m a kid
I’m thinking
It’s a cookie
Game over.
Math
She asked
How much is one plus one
I’m thinking
You mean you don’t know?
She called my name
Asked what I was thinking
I’m thinking
PBJ, six Oreos, chocolate milk.
John G. Lawless
©3/17/2023
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