Honey baby, please
crawl back into time with me.
Deep down between the sheets
we’ll find two years ago
High school bus rides and
placental school lunches that
I miss so much; Mathematics
and Biology and Physics.
I’d give up Diogenes the Cynic,
Focault, Deleuze and Flaubert,
I’d give them up for school bus air.
Plato, Kant, and Nietzsche,
I miss my history teacher.
Gerault, Benavidez, even Pierce,
All music to my ears.
Come back to me.