Mrs. Ram's Jams

Why do they disrupt?
Perhaps to
     watch me erupt like a volcano.
     corrupt an innocent shoulder partner with teenage renegade misconceptions.
     pontificate abruptly to the class about the merits of mayo.
     voice a once internal monologue aloud rupturing the lesson into regression.
Their urge to interrupt declares me emotionally bankrupt.
Can I get a teaching profession intervention?
No? I guess I’ll hold out for the oh-so-close but elusive panacea of summer vacation.