Poem

[deathcab89]

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Trains in Madrid

Steamless, it is no longer the cumulus-

there is no rain here, just the curved

parallelism of steel. This is direction,

not the weather vanes of gears.

These seats are paved in faux

satin and the woman beside me

slides in sleep. There is nothing

to catch her but my bare shoulders.

Silence is

Comments

[gnitterz]

i guarantee you that people from the other community you posted in print out your poems and hand them into their teachers as writing assignments to guarantee an A+

[deathcab89]

I'm flattered. Except that Dylan's pretty much the only person that goes on the other community, and he's gauranteed an A+ in life because he's so hot.

[gnitterz]

im sure people lurk around there

[deathcab89]

But probably only because Dylan's so hot.

[aaron_brook]

Awesome... I assume you'll be enjoying our "wonderful" school's AP Lit course?

[deathcab89]

Our school certainly isn't wonderful, but Terence and his AP Lit course is. Andrew describes it as "AP Calculus BC for people who are good at reading." I'm grossly excited.

[dramatae]

I'm a bit late, but it's wonderful and you're wonderful and I was at SMUS the other day and I thought of you and then I got mopey 'cause I haven't seen you in forEVER and you're wonderful.

[deathcab89]

WHY WERE YOU AT SMUS? ARE YOU SECRETLY COMING TO MY SCHOOL?!?!?!? YYYAAAAAAAAAAAYYYYYYYY!

[dramatae]

God, don't I wish. Even with the awesome timetable, MD is a hellhole. But no. I'm still too poor. Isad had to see someone before we went gallivanting around downtown. The building we were in smelt like Lysol. Very odd.

[deathcab89]

Almost all our buildings smell like Lysol. I think it's too brainwash prospective student's parents that the school and all the students are very clean. And no one drinks/smokes up on campus...no....course not.....heh heh...