Saturday, 10 December 2011

Term Time and Poetry

WELL! I still have my 3 papers and 1 test question to do.  Meghan and I went to the Saturday morning market and got food, including scones.  We ate the scones for breakfast and headed back home.  We both got back and within an hour or so fell asleep! We have since awaken from our slumber and have come to find that we can't focus on work AT ALL.  This is much more strange for Meghan than it is for me but still...she ended up writing this poem on my wall.

It must have happened in town, or on a bus

Curving through the small twisted red-brick building streets

A wave of energy, a radio pulse, 


Zapping our minds, bodies, pulling out of us what? 


DNA, brainwaves, the blueprint of a human soul? 


Or possibly there was a sedative in the scones we ate


Walking and talking and shopping our way through the chilly Saturday market. 


The only possible explanations for two hour naps on Saturday afternoons


During term time. 





Voila...our friendship

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