I stood outside the teachers lunchbreak room

They made me stand there 30 minutes

I didn’t remember what I had done

The guilt was long gone

But the shame made me puke

While my teacher clasped my hand hard

Smiling through gritted teeth to my mother

Author: Jack Bennett

Motorcyclist and Poet Riding and writing

9 thoughts on “Detention”

  1. I’ve read a number of your poems about past and present and in some ways I can find myself in many of them. You’re an interesting reflective person with that pinch salt (humor even in battle, etc.) which makes me suspect your Irish? In any case, you should be 😄

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    1. Thank you for the comment matey! I’m glad you’ve found things about yourself too. I love that kind of humour, you need it in life 😉 but no, unfortunately I am English, hahaha.


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