First snow has fallen--
my emotions bittersweet
at seven A.M.
A frozen bike lock.
My breath defrosts the keyhole.
A bit light headed.
Once crowded bike rack
proudly stands in the snowfall
for the few bikes left.
Twenty four degrees.
Only badass bikers left.
Wimps got bus passes.
Inside my backpack
a frozen dinner thawing.
The teacher lectures.
Wednesday, November 16, 2005
Thursday, November 10, 2005
Thursday (November 10, 2005)
Everyone's cramming.
Ready as I'll ever be
a test in logic.
Class registration
an advisor appointment
Stupid as can be.
Fuck my advisor
I register on instinct
Pure domination.
For an hour she talks.
Finally class is over.
Forgot what she said.
Overate sushi.
I drink but without relief.
Soy sauce poisoning
My eyes ask to close
I allow the to relax--
Walking the fine line.
Ready as I'll ever be
a test in logic.
Class registration
an advisor appointment
Stupid as can be.
Fuck my advisor
I register on instinct
Pure domination.
For an hour she talks.
Finally class is over.
Forgot what she said.
Overate sushi.
I drink but without relief.
Soy sauce poisoning
My eyes ask to close
I allow the to relax--
Walking the fine line.
Saturday, November 05, 2005
Is it Thanksgiving Yet? (November 1, 2005)
Tight jeans and no thong!?
I can see underwear lines,
a total buzzkill.
A new bicycle
an expensive cable lock
hope it's not stolen.
World of Warcraft
highly addictive substance
class A narcotic.
A sellout roommate;
Sold his soul to World of Warcraft
twelve hours a day.
I can see underwear lines,
a total buzzkill.
A new bicycle
an expensive cable lock
hope it's not stolen.
World of Warcraft
highly addictive substance
class A narcotic.
A sellout roommate;
Sold his soul to World of Warcraft
twelve hours a day.
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