Inner Woman

The teacher writes with chalk

As she drones her talk

And poses a conundrum

As out of tune strings strum

In my mind as I dream

Nothing as it might seem

Science is a constellation

Of repeated experimentation

The layers of cabbage

A heavy cart of baggage

Bringing psychology

Into biology

And like a carousel,

Music’s louder decibel

Runs thought from my mind

In out of tune kind