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BOOMBOX

BOOMBOX

we sat peacefully
you beat us up

we laughed
at you

you beat us up

we took pictures
you beat us up

the world said
        no more
more

you beat us up

you told the world
we did the beating
you beat
us up

we took
a beating

we showed the world
our scars, our wound,
our bruises
you beat us up

the world said
that’s enough

we walked into your
high sanctuary

playing
a boombox

boombox boombox
boombox boombox

had
   a party

celebrating
your disappearance

RECESS

RECESS

Professor
Homogenous

Professor
Regress

I have heard
you
wax guttural
against the right
to protest

forgetting
your student days

unless
you never in fact
had student days

were born
and then,
immediately,
stepped, fell or
were dropped
(perhaps
by parachute)
into your
academic chairs

fully formed,
in forever recess
never hitherto
so greviously
and egregiously

exposing yourselves.