School was talking fantasy film
Abandoned class room now for stock
Young girls with cute lisps
carried away with details
curly headed consciencious nerd
Who indulged the lisped young girl
Organizing material for the next exhibition
Then embracing in the empty corridor
School was creating or building an image
then throwing it away
as if it were never you
As if you were above it
School was long winded opinions on cult classics
as cut into acres of paper
sit by and study the periodic table
Big empty rooms
Handfuls of empathy
Constant change silly confessions
That sent the struggling teen soul nosediving
speculating on teacher's past times
prospecting toward the forbidden
with wiggle room to deny everything later
To offer excuses by feigning naivety
weaving those very first webs of deception
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