Degrees

The heat was unbearable but the chilly

air argued differently  in the mist of this argument, 

I, A helpless Guinea pig Nature, a strict scientist 

toyed with my corpse

Ankles ached from tip toeing through the sands

Smiling at dry jokes, the only way we connected

Giving reassuring sighs, asking rhetorics

jeering and mocking in constraints and turns

Looking back for support and approval

like a captive about to be guillotined with the

last hope of not dying alone

Capture the boredom in our moment

females to males is arithmetic to geometric 

slackers slouch and dumb insecures 

become stars as far the skin below their abdomen was bare 

with a misconstrued tear, emphasized by patches of hairs,

painted face dabbing sweats from their faces giving their handkerchiefs colours

occasionally smiling to the first impressed womanized

whose flare so bright as the sun, emits lewdity in winks and grins, 

poke and smirks encapsulated in nefarious intentions

celebrate with me

How would I have know I was the game

I was lured into a trap, a cellarage if you will

Now I have degrees that they don't give in college

I replay it repeatedly knowing I didn't have or have to,

but if she had gone she might never come back.

I thought you said you didn't want to be alone

Me too. I heard you talk and I felt like home

Kindred spirit. We are together more like clones

Beyond tears, I shouldn't have let in the needle

Coughs, sneeze, yawns ordinary but not mine

My life is at peace now, I tumbled on land mines

When they finally ask, I will accuse barber with lies

When they give me a moment to my self

 drink battery water and die.

by Victor Samuel