You Can't Believe in Everything You Read

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September has birthed

(with hues of autumn ribbon

And gold burnt brown curls)

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Geese long migrated

To havens of far seashores

While others arrived

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With vague innocence

His heels clickclickclick keenly

On Harvard concrete

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(Liquid palms blush white -

mirroring the full snowy steps

Of cobwebs and flies)

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They flutter about

In dizzy waltzes and dips

Seeking classroom warmth

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Click-Clop scream brown soles

(Where am I in this hedge maze

Of pure silk-bound flies?)

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Soap Flakes die silent

As he exhales in spring clouds

-Deep anxiety-

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Click-Click-Click he sleds

Throughout Mr. Clean hallways

Until the tiles end . . .

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101 English

And the heat melts the frost's breath

Cheeks blushing scarlet . . .

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A lifetime of dreams

Midnights of coffee and ink

Now reality . . .

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Paper rustles – floats

Whilst scarves and skirts sink in wood

As he steps forward

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"Welcome dear students –

Many a lesson we shall learn –

Study . . . examine"

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Coal dust eyes survey -

Gleam in anticipation -

Like a scientist . . .

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Paper-cut hands graze

A solitary bound book

He (grins) . . . lifts it high . . .

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Slam! Pierces the room

And thetongues dull to heart drums

Thumping with cold heat

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"You cannot believe

In everything you read

Dear Harvard students!"

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His eyes fall on words

Gold streamed letters at his feet

The Holy Bible . . .

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The grey chalk suit steps

Across the ancient pages

Diatribe began . . .

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(But) his jacket scoots

(Pale yellow and lavender

Cloth against the soot)

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His steps clickclickclick

(He faces his dreamed idol

And kneels to the book)

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Dusting off footprints

He rejects his dreamboat class

"I choose to believe . . ."

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