Second Semester Students:

by Poet on the Piano   Jan 5, 2013


The notice before me is a parasite,
no longer matter that I'm musing over
but physical pain to the corners of
every one of my arteries.

I was listening to silence although
how can one be attentive to it-
now I'm following KT Tunstall's
Scottish accent and wanting
to be amazed.

Most of those questions on that
blase, overcrowded paper will
require two paragraph answers,
each, and I'm just not ready for

self-sufficiency.

And it'd be tempting...
if I could crawl out of my skin and
become anything but this trance.

Written 1/5/2013 at 2:55 pm.

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