Well, took long enough. It's been about a month since something new sprang forth from my fingertips...today it finally happened in Calculus I class. This is also the first time in a LONG time the poem was not created by mashing keys. It is actually scrawled on a page in my calc notes, with formulas for differentials on the other side. Go figure. So anyway, here it is.
dy = y(1) x dx
Oops, wait, those are calc notes. Here's the poem.
(and apologies for once again a lack of cheeriness. If down after consumption, re-read previous paragraph, and Cy's Rant-o-Rama Vol. 3. If symptoms persist, consult the responsible party)(but its not that bad).
LAST U-TURN 1000 FEET
- Backtrack; turn
Before bridges burned.
Repeat + venture potholes
on roads oft travelled.
Save the road less trampled for moments
of indecisivenes
(but what road is less trodden than humility?).
- Run red lights -
sideswiped -
- toodamnfast -
(B/F)i(/gh)t(e/) back the tongue;
S(wa/e)ll(ow/) the soul;
De(f/s)ec(/r)ate the heart.
Head slung
low.
Downshift to undue
LAST U-TURN 1000 FEET
next u-turn i
(away).
Random Original Poetry, courtesy of M(e/yself), and unoutFluences.
dy = y(1) x dx
Oops, wait, those are calc notes. Here's the poem.
(and apologies for once again a lack of cheeriness. If down after consumption, re-read previous paragraph, and Cy's Rant-o-Rama Vol. 3. If symptoms persist, consult the responsible party)(but its not that bad).
LAST U-TURN 1000 FEET
- Backtrack; turn
Before bridges burned.
Repeat + venture potholes
on roads oft travelled.
Save the road less trampled for moments
of indecisivenes
(but what road is less trodden than humility?).
- Run red lights -
sideswiped -
- toodamnfast -
(B/F)i(/gh)t(e/) back the tongue;
S(wa/e)ll(ow/) the soul;
De(f/s)ec(/r)ate the heart.
Head slung
low.
Downshift to undue
LAST U-TURN 1000 FEET
next u-turn i
(away).
Random Original Poetry, courtesy of M(e/yself), and unoutFluences.
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