30 minutes.

i finished my essay early.
it's 1:15.
i have til 1:45 to do nothing.

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30 minutes of nothing.
30 minutes of freedom is my whole world.
who cares if my essay is in terrible quality.
i won't let my printer being a dick bother me.
done. that's all it's got to be.
my composition teachers gonna kick me a lot of heat.

but me? i'll just kick pipe dreams around.
like how i just won the lottery.
and alicia keys just came over
and whispered in my ear that she's a big fan of sodomy.
life's a road trip,
and there's a whole lot i want to see.

come with me.
to the sun rise and set from the panama canal.
the pyramids of eygpt.
the safaris of south africa.
and the northern lights.
the city of venice.
the city of paris.
the city of tokyo.
the city of new york.
i'd love to see the sights.
from there to ayers rock
to see the constellations shining bright.
we can be in all of these places today
through the poems i write.

i'll see you there tonight.
yes or no.
i'll just lay in my hammock made of banana leaves.
and let the flow take me where i got to go.
in style.
wherever the rivers crawl.
down the nile.
off niagra falls.
just to drown in great lake michigan.
i bet they'll all miss me then.
but by then, i've seen everything there is to see,
and so it ends.

i got to get ready for school.

-Dan.