Math Center Haiku

Well, it was slow in the math center yesterday. So I sat and wrote haiku instead:

Fluorescent lights glare
from a noisy ceiling and
turn it all yellow

Equations slumber
peacefully until students
try to wake them up

No calculations
they are meaningless, merely
manipulations

spinning fan above
blows cold air, even though it's
too cold as it is

boredom in frozen
panicking packets of sound
empty of meaning

truth versus lie
neither is real, neither is
unreal. they just are

belief. unbelief.
one coin. two sides. no diff'rence
only the coin's spin

Rather a mixed bag, really.