Yesterday you asked me
if I think about you during the day,
in class or on the bus.
Do I ever wonder who you’re with,
or what you’re doing,
or what you’re thinking about?
Well, I’m in math class right now...
and I’m thinking about you like crazy!
Like,
hands think about holding,
and arms think about folding.
and minds think about not thinking,
but knowing.
I’m thinking about you
like feet think about socks
and socks think about shoes.
I’m thinking about you
like rock and metal think about
screaming
like blues think about rhythm,
like hip-hop thinks about… hoes?
Like gardeners think about hose,
I’m thinking about you
like tops think about spinning
like rocks think about sitting
and cops think about arresting
people.
I’m thinking about you
like people think about the clock
five minutes before their shift ends.
I’m thinking about you
like A thinks about being with B,
like B thinks about C and D,
like E, F and G,
like H… I and J.
I’m thinking about you
like white and black think about
making grey in a paint pallet,
like night thinks about making day in
the morning
like rain clouds think about
pouring,
I’m thinking about you
like math analysis thinks about
being boring
(Because, seriously,
any class this boring
has had to take some serious
thought.)
I’m thinking about you
like the last problem in this math
quiz.
I’m thinking about you
like bugs think about grass,
like thugs think about… grass.
like students think about class,
like, ladies! think about class,
like lower mid class people think
about flying first class to places
they only think about, like New
Zealand or France.
I’m thinking about you
like pilots think about the horizon,
like the clouds think about the wind
and the wind thinks about trees,
like teenage boys think about the
birds and the bees,
and the bees think about serving the
queen, and making honey,
and honey, I’m thinking about you
like crazy!
Like,
like mattresses think about springs
and winter thinks about spring,
who thinks about summer
and it doesn’t matter what season it
its!
When I’m thinking about you it’s
always sunny,
like rainbows and bunnies,
and I’m thinking about you
like rich people think about making
money,
and broke people think about making
money,
and when I’m thinking about you,
the world makes sense.
Let me go change.
I’m thinking about you when I get dressed
because, before I step on stage,
when I look at myself in the mirror
you’re the only one
that I’m trying to impress.
I’m thinking about you
like boats think about floating
and paddles think about rowing
and poets think about flowing
I’m thinking about you
like bankers think about loaning
like renters think about owning
and stoners think about…
throwing rocks!
I’m thinking about you
like keyboards think about keys,
and keys think about unlocking locks,
like goldilocks still thinks about
bears
like Bears thinks about being cool.
I’m thinking about you
like refrigerators think about being
cool
and microwaves think about being
hot,
like kids think about breaking rules,
like targets think about getting
shot.
I’m in math class right now,
not trying to get you off my mind.
Just simply off the sine, cosine
and tangent lines I’m graphing.
I’m thinking about you
like numbers think about adding,
like cripples think about standing.
I’m thinking about standing up
and walking out.
I’ll say I have to go to the bathroom or something
and I’m gonna find out exactly who you’re with,
I’ll say I have to go to the bathroom or something
and I’m gonna find out exactly who you’re with,
and what you’re doing and what you’re
thinking about!
but,
I think you’re in math class right
now, too.
So I’ll text you:
'I’M. THINKING. ABOUT. YOU.'
Send!
