• Well it could have gone worse
    I thought
    sitting here, playing with chains of staples
    Ka-c***k, ka-c***k
    linking them
    [string of boredom
    random thoughts]

    Your hair was down
    kept feeling it brush on my skin
    sitting beside me
    I could die.
    [Dear Lord Help Me]
    Outside of class my body
    tight drum
    collapsed against walls
    [Breathe in out]
    releasing tension.
    Green eyes forever fixed
    a somewhat sleepy gaze
    [not ugly by any means]
    I'm going to explode every time you look.
    Another staple chain done
    laid out
    starting the next one
    [anything to keep my mind free]
    Like a fool
    lovestruck dumb
    I'm talking too much
    [please say something]
    I have no hold
    on my control
    [don't go too fast, he said]
    remind myself
    slowly, slowly
    4 chains
    I'm out of staples
    [******** now what?]
    now what?
    Asking me
    your voice
    in my head
    Now what?