This was Cornell’s first poetry slam. Here’s a little sample of the poem I spat (it’s the 6th stanza) Chemistry majors, please don’t be offended. I just really despise orgo. This isn’t what the whole poem is about, but I got a ton of laughs out of this stanza:
From “The Wannabe” by T. Sands:
No, I’m sitting in the sea
of bodies, transfixed
by the epileptic piece of chalk
that spits out dusty white nonsense:
This goes here.
That goes there.
Flying electrons: voodoo magic.
This is a mechanism. Look:
the molecule is happy now.
Oh, but this one:
this one is sad.
This is chemistry.
This is stupid.
My tumblr is the most random thing ever. But that’s alrighty-dighty because I’m kind of random myself. In a strange and often spastic way…