night class

monochromatic -
monotone -
bore me once more
drill holes in my head
so that this blank image
you are providing me
can drip out onto my paper ...
one thought,
one color -
bore me into the ground ...
waste away
my hours.
this useless,
circular information
drilled in, hammered
strongly to my time ...
wasted, poured out
of your mind -
to connect
with my fresh,
absorbing brain -
my sponge -
dripping knowledge, creativity -
but wasted, wasted
time in this chair,
in my ears -
nothing comes in
and absorbs itself in me.
monochromatic
monotone ...
when can i go home?

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