Ms. Hernandez Homeroom
Hello? Waiting for you to come
Hello? looking out the window
Hello? waiting at the door
Hello? are you coming
Hello? did you get lost
Hello? you didn’t come today
Hello? I checked your location I don’t see you
When I was 3,
life was free
those times were a blur,
as fast as a flash
A such different time
from today
when everything
was ok
as low taper fade as knee surgery
as those who know still wander
as gyatt as rizzy sigma
as chill guy as simon
as god as simon
as papa as tao
as queen as mama
as aria and sydney as sons
as grandchild as chris, ronan, and oliver
as freaky as chris
as absolute cinema as this poem