In a hammock On the eve of final exams There is a scent of caffeine coursed bodies pacing the distances of Starbucks and the library, an unusual sight at eleven at night
There is peace In the fraternity- I think begins with a Sigma- running around playing a vicious thirty person game of tag Yeah, I witnessed that wipeout and it was hilarious
There is heat condensed around the height of brains Struggling to realize dreams that require Busy work man! It's just like six hours of nonstop busy work The guy on the bench behind me whined out cooling breath of brown leaves
There is energy in the fractal jungle above The towering umbrellas of Palm trees which grant me the magic of hovering I see through waving leaves Orion's Belt. The light pollution overpowers his body but he reminds me that there is more in the astral world
Ibis scour the ground Some would read the tea leaves that bravest of birds has crossed my path And I will survive the tests that I allow to define possibilities in life
There is closure to my left Two girls in a hammock, bodies combined like a turtle in a shell Only they know what goes on inside, and all I witness is the harmony that the trials that students go through that unites
I wrote this last final exam season (Spring 2014). I decided it's worthy time to post it as my last day as an undergrad with my last final today. Cheers to the best years of my life. May you see the beauty in challenges too. EDIT: Spring 2015 finals are upon students. And UM had the audacity to remove the hammocks that were so representative of finals season. Now, they have bean bags. This now feels more like an elegy for a time that once was. Ending my possible rant here.