Graduate School

I got accepted

but because

I know what debt is

I don’t respect it

food for thought,

it ought to be ingested

I need a life, they suggested

so I read and write, like I’m sequestered

I see the light, like uncle fester

young & impressionable

unprofessional

unethical quandaries

supporting the armies

ignoring the bombings

more dirty laundry

will these words

come back to haunt me,

murder me nonchalantly?

Questions that’s on my conscience

Expression – or was it nonsense?

My manifesto was a threat though

because it’s honest

I let go

but didn’t let them know

Methods unquestionable

A festival for the extraterrestrial

Federal indictment enlightenment

Excitement pent

I write like

my life might end

so I buy pens

bye bye

to my wifi friends

why cry?

I’m just like them