I may not reach the heights I seek,
My untried strength may fail me;
Or, halfway up the mountain peak
Fierce tempests may assail me.
...
Nothing. When we realized you weren't here
we sat with our hands folded on our desks
in silence, for the full two hours
...
When I was little I used to flip to the last page of my chosen library book first and read it aloud to myself.
I thought by doing this I would be made privy to some secret information.
I could outsmart the author and figure it all out before he or she intended.
I could win.
...
I'm busy;
but not in the way
most people accept.
I'm busy calming my fear
...