preoccupation of warm weather and what it accompanies
elation and procrastination of important things
math-- merely numbers; a formula cannot be recalled
not thinking about whats one month away; its preparation has been stalled
why crack a book? what does its narrative offer in time off?
almost a whole year to learn, but less than three months forgot it all
what a distraction, the Sun, for its warmth makes one forget
and you swear these things they allege you should know, have not been learned yet
easily you forget... your nose opens wide in Summer's heat
and will forget it all until fallinwinter makes you return, in hasty retreat
the high of summer will soon transition into that deep plunge
I hope that you return to your senses before the setting season's sun
obtain all your pleasures to be contained inside your jar
forget not what you know; need to build on top to go far
continue in its absence; the time is running down on your analgesia
but I know its just the effects from having Summernesia...
Queen Poetess B Copyright © 2009
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