Motivation

Sounds of a distant future
echo loudly among walls
and stone
deftly navigating
through here
and there
Simply put ethereal vibrations
craftily collide with chaos
off natural and
social barriers
from mind
to body

Probability Class

Salacious salivations saturating
Spinning silently among
specks and dust
Curled among ways
and means of
this confused committee
of comitted inmates
running the asylum



spinning slightly in control
as the probabilistic outcome
of indistinguishable events
appears to careen wildly among
d i s p a r a t e s p a c e


serious musings of a not so
serious scholar are taken as
a grain of sand
lost among boys and wolves
rendering a worthwhile theorem
as unimportant as this line

Readme

I always hated English class when they asked you to interpret the poem you just read.