Schoolgirl

There is not so much to understand
That you are looking at it so intently

You are only creating more confusion, lady
in your mind
underneath that hat...
The real things come and stop
at your door.
They have arrived
and that's that

Laugh, lady
Something funny just occured across the street
But you're still entangled
figuring out the knots
Dropping trickles of coffee on your shirt

Dissolve those entities, miss
past and present and future,
separations and unions..
Forget them like an odd calendar date
They will exist..
and you will pass through them
like an amused traveller in a huge museum
reading specimen descriptions
and admiring dinosaur skeletons..

hai na?