A Wednesday Afternoon Math Class OR The Marshmallow Poem
By: Jehangir Saleh
Written: July 22, 2000

Thoughts, like dormant clouds, cluster around my head.
The air is being slowly pushed away, my ideas are drifting with it.
Unable to think my mind has melted away into a soft white pool,
this pool crystallizes and the mind connection stops.
A permanent sugar sensation circles the room in waves,
I am floating in the boredom sea.