anais vionet Poems

I'm toey this morning, we're getting a test back. I was all right or all wrong. I'm early, the first one here. I'm hoping the TA will early-bird and return my test before anyone else gets here. That way, when I run and jump out the 3rd story window, no one else will be traumatized.

I'm trying to have-sac but I'm keyed-up and quivering like a junkie. My chair seems all hard angles. I didn't sleep much. My mind is replaying the test in a loop, resisting the unreliable seduction of hope. I've decided my score depends on one variable in question 3.
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You've probably seen them everywhere,
the grinning, happy, carefree teenagers,
mere children really.
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I've slept in church
that must be when
I missed the answers.
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Leong dreamt of meeting Jesus,
at the Koffee coffee shop.
It was early and not too busy,
so they had a chance to talk.
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It's Sunday morning, my watch says it's 33° and 5: 58 am. Surprisingly, half of us are up and motile. My excuse is that I'm scheduled to volunteer at the hospital this morning.

Leong just came up from the basement fitness center, she's all sweaty.
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We're no strangers to perceptible sacrifice
so, we've put all flavors of fun on ice.
Einsteining overnight - alone - is
about as exciting as a windows phone.
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DOOH!*whispering* Don't look now, but that pasty loser boredom is here.

You can always find him waiting, hanging in the silence of empty rooms.
To acknowledge him is to sink into vacancy where the real is shattered
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I want to speak to you so badly
but I'm just going to sit here hoping
you'll start the conversation.
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I'm different, in
private dreams, where there are no
ramifications.
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