Me? Today?
Three books I read.
I went to a lunch lecture,
Listened there while I was fed.
I won't sleep tonight
I've too much to do.
I'll also think all night
Of how much I miss you.
Between you and school,
Friends and work,
Human contact,
I'm beginning to shirk.
We're apart;
We planned it so.
But the next two years
I'd gladly forgo.
And friends that're here,
They're the same as me.
A Masters Degree holder
They're striving to be.
It's not that I'm sad,
Really I'm not.
My life is in
A rather nice spot.
There's just no contact
No one with whom to talk.
In free bits of my day,
I my shadow begin to stalk.
So this evening,
Instead of dining alone.
With an imaginary mannequin I ate
To keep insanity postponed.
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