Tuesday, December 7, 1999

Semester

Dave Matthews disrupts the quiet
Which is necessary to study, much like avoiding a kiss
My mind is frantic like a riot
Because I want to stay with you and reduce our abyss
The snow covers all of the barren trees
And I will miss you during more snows, delayed until June
I feel a shudder in my knees
Holding on, lengthening this short night, knowing that soon
Your life will form crystal
Shining in a new life with new classes and new people in a London bar
You've cocked the hammer of a pistol
To temporarily wound the life with Preoccupations over which your heart has brooded
Now there is too little time, I've concluded.
Dec. 7, 1999

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