An Average Day in Mrs. Hoekman's Class

An Average Day in Mrs. Hoekman’s Class

an average day
paper airplane
doodle in my notebook
boy with a runny nose
pencil
tardy slip
shouting from the hallway
untied shoe
boring lecture
chalk on chalkboard
unforgiving bladder
And her.

her scent is locked into memory
that flavorful hair speaks fluent love

a smile etched into the back of my eyelids
the grin that blesses my fantasies

the large hand ticks slowly around her
time is an artifact under her controlling

yet

a podium stands as a mountain in my way
her diamond as an ocean

heart broken student
an average day