I have to write a paper
But I want to write a poem about you
Of course, I’ve procrastinated
On both of my tasks
It is the night before this
Deadline
Yet I still can’t come to see you
As a distraction
So I will type out
The rungs of this term paper
Queue up letter by letter
Of my passing grade
Drag my feet from thesis
To conclusion
Paying my price of admission
With time
Until I’m so close
I get hit by your flashing lights
Blue and round
Putting any barker to shame
I see them through downpour of
Pressure
And winds of
Insomnia
Knowing I’ll get there,
Get to
The Ultimate
Attraction