Excuse these mangled phrases
as I type them at my desk
where I’ve been camped out
in the library for hours.
I feel the need to say
that today is not my day
because my paper, sad to say,
is trying to kill me.
I’ve come to the conclusion
don’t wanna be a phonetician
because it’s boring
and that’s all I can really say.
Pound your head against a wall
preferably one made of brick
and you’ll see
what it’s like to write a paper
on phonetics.
Does anyone have a spoon
I can gag myself with
because the ER
might be better
than where I am right now.
Hyped up on coffee
and I’m hungry.
Outside it’s cold and rainy,
won’t be home for hours.
Because I have to write this paper
on how to make a dozen clicks
when really
my mind is on sleeping.
Phoneticians must be angels
or else just insane.
because the IPA
is tedious and annoying.
And that’s all I have to say.

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