Degrading

I think we can all agree
We are living in the dystopia
We couldn’t have even imagined 
Only a few years ago

Another day I didn’t leave the house
For fear of allergies and cold
And the crippling inertia
Of ungraded compositions 

Next semester I plan on banning
Any and all possible topics
I will therefore teach
The topicless class

Students will be liberated
From their own minds
And also will be grateful
For the wisdom unparted

I can still grade papers
From the back seat of my car
While campus police prowls
For students illegally parked

In another life
I am a television set
On mute between stations
Making strange snowy loops