a little ditty that goes something like this

[pageandpetals]

so, this is a majorly lamecakes (yes, lamecakes) poem i wrote in... tenth grade? since i talk about biology in it and that was the year we read Frankenstein in english class.

it is probably the only piece of poetry i have ever written and LIKED so don't judge too harshly, yeah?

Ode to Consciousness

i want to scream till the curtain falls
not really
just made that one up
i do what i like and i'm not sorry
this feeling makes me want to scream
the lyrics of the song i'm hearing
currently it's "get what you need"
i'm getting what i need
i'm unleashing my creativity
sounds like i'm taking it for a walk
doesn't it?
sounds about right
everything surprises me
oh look
the track changed
i didn't read frankenstein yet
and i probably never will
maybe tomorrow in biology
will anyone really notice?
you're going to have to move on
well, that's what jet says
amazingly
there is no use of grammar in this poem
if you can call it that
me being the grammar queen
it surprises me
everything does
here I was thinking I was a horrible poet
or writer
or everything
when all this really is is a stream of consciousness
who knows when we're really conscious?
all the psycho-chatter makes me want to forget that sentence
it wouldn't make sense anyway
everything is warmer than I am right now
probably even polar bears
Hooke and van Leeuwenhoek found the first cells
can you believe we're made of something so small?
makes us seems huge
doesn't it?
then you look at the sky
you see the billions of stars
and suddenly you begin to feel very small
like the period at the end of the sentence of existence