I Am being interviewed, or
Rather interrogated by
My old high school
Sophpomore English teacher
Who was also my soccer coach
& let's call him §lick Rick ΣY∃
A §trange interrogation
'cause I didn't realize
He was a cop N my dream
But he was giving weird
Vibes so was giving him
The Runaround
He eventually asks me
Whether I could've lost
A tooth somewhere & though
At first I had said "no"
And I was being honest
I hadn't thought I'd lost
A tooth - then, felt around
And realized I had - empty
Was my bottom right molar
Second one from the back
Suddenly things shifted
He gets a spark N his eyes
Like he'd just got me N lies
& so I clammed up because that
Moment, I realized this wasn't
Just a friendly conversation
With an old school teacher
He had a gun & for
Fun shot the ceiling
Then, he pushed me onto
The ground, pointing
The gun to my head
And I wasn't scared - No Fear
So, start yelling: "Do it
Faggot - you won't"
Over & over & over again
And I was right - he wouldn't
That is 'til his finger slipped
But I didn't die
It didn't even hurt
& I -§till- had No Fear
If anything - he was scared
Then, for obvious reasons
My vision becomes a Blur
And I Am not quite sure
What happens next, but
Skidaddle outta there
Though not outta Fear
Now I'm N a getaway car
My dad's blue Honda Pilot
Still slightly worried why
Whomever Rick represents
Was looking for me & if
By chance they somehow
Found evidence of me
By some crime scene
And yet I'm not worried
They can't prove anything
I said, nor that the tooth
Found proves I lost it there
& plus, shooting me, probably
Makes it a bit hard for to say
Their investigating was ethical
Either way - I'm now racing home
& I get distracted by five flags
I think they were military flags
Because remembering 1 being Army
Then another 1 Marines, placed N
Feont of the white pickett fence
I was supposed 2 drive, N between
But got a little confused 'cause
Wind waving flags distracted me
So although I missed the flags
I still hit the white fence &
Hit 2 of the picketts before
Veering, back onto the road
The car seemed fine & the fence
Was long - I wasn't going to stop
Especially with crazy cops after me
So I keep going
My dream ending
Before reaching
Home
[14 February 2024 Revision]
[Earlier Draft]
Being interviewed
Or rather interrogated
By my old high school
English teacher who
Was also my soccer coach
Let’s call him §lick Rick ΣY∃
A §trange interrogation
’cause I didn’t realize
He was a cop N my dream
But he was giving weird
Vibes so was giving him
The Runaround
He eventually asks me
Whether I could have
Lost a tooth somewhere
& at first I said “no”
& I was being honest
I didn’t think I’d lost
A tooth – then felt around
& realized I had – empty
Was my bottom right molar
Second one from the back
That’s when things shifted
He got a spark N his eyes
Like he’d just got me
So I clammed up because
I realized this wasn’t
Just a friendly conversation
With an old school teacher
He had a gun
& for fun
He shot the ceiling
Then pushed me on the ground
Pointing the gun to my head
I wasn’t scared – No Fear
So start yelling: “Do it
Faggot – you won’t”
Over & over & over again
& I was right he wouldn’t
That is ’til his finger slipped
But I didn’t die
It didn’t even hurt
& I -§till- had No Fear
If anything – he was scared
For obvious reasons
My vision becomes a Blur
& I Am not quite sure
What happens next
But I skidaddle outta there
Though not out of Fear
Now I’m N a car
My dad’s blue Honda Pilot
Slightly worried why
Whomever Rick represents
Was looking for me
& if by chance they somehow
Found evidence of me
By some crime scene
But I’m not worried
They can’t prove anything
I said nor that the tooth
Found proved I lost it there
Plus shooting me probably
Makes it hard for them to say
They were investigating ethically
Either way – I’m now racing home
& I get distracted by five flags
I think they were military flags
Because I remember 1 being Army
& another being Marines placed on
& N front of a white pickett fence
I was supposed to drive N between them
But got a little confused because
The wind waving the flags distracted me
So although I missed the flags
I still hit the white fence &
Hit 2 of the picketts before
Veering back onto the road
The car seemed fine & the fence
Was long – I wasn’t going to stop
Especially with crazy cops after me
So I keep going
My dream ending
Before reaching
Home