storing time in pockets
is a gift of intelligence
There's so many ways to fold things
sometimes it's just a matter of deciding
which type of time one needs

Like return messages here on Earth
the time unfolds like secret letters
from the back chair of study hall
or math class when things are slow
or maybe perhaps shop class when one makes

and the universal consciousness of infinity
unfolds with the wise letter to oneself
so that in just writing back and forth
creates a harmony such
that others
may be jealous

To be compassionate is humane,
a gift of intelligence.
From the back chair of study hall
unfolds the wise letter to oneself
one free of regrets, hopefully