Some Classes
Some classes need you
to be angry with them.
They will insist on it
in a million little ways.
They will talk over you
until you are red in the face,
say I’m sorry, and then
they will do it again,
literally the second you are
tempted to forgive them.
They’ll look for the ways
to say you’re irrelevant,
ignoring you directly and
dramatically to your face.
Playing games, watching film,
earbuds in, pulling faces
across the room as if to say,
Look at all the things that
can fill my day that are not you.
Why waste these days engaged
in the ways you want, you have
clearly planned for me to engage?
Why take any path you or
anyone wants me to take?
And honestly, maybe I wouldn’t
care if there was just one
mechanism, a lever to pull that
would send the worst offenders away.
But we’re here to teach them,
every one of them, every day.
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